Cilia's expression didn't change at Jenso's outburst. She glared down at Alvios, ignoring the bombastic golden-clad man, overcome by a quiet anger that rippled through her vertebrae. [color=ec008c]"I didn't need to be killed,"[/color] She growled, [color=ec008c]"You didn't offer me a shred of peace. I begged you, I prayed... Scrambled across the ground, desperately searching for sanctuary, but still.."[/color] Cilia's jaw tightened for a moment. A sheen overtook her pupils as she continued, choking back tears and spastic breaths, [color=ec008c]"And now... Now, look at what I've become."[/color] The woman rose her hands and exposed her body, coated in purple crystals and fetid pinkish skin. [color=ec008c]"I told you,"[/color] She whispered, [color=ec008c]"I said I could overcome it. I told you that I could purge it. [i]Alvios... Don't...[/i] I begged... Begged... I wasn't weak. Not like Apollo, not like the other women who were stolen. I [i]could have freed myself.[/i]"[/color] She looked to the seaweed casket and clenched her fist.[color=ec008c] "You took her from me. You took [i]me[/i] from her, all to satisfy your own corrupt righteousness. All to satisfy your [i]pride.[/i]"[/color]

	The swarmlings began to tear away the Seaweed, revealing Melina. The beginning stages of infestation were setting in. Her skin was covered in purple blotches, and her consciousness faded in and out. The young girl looked up to Alvios and struggled violently to raise her arm, to no Avail.

	[color=ec008c]"You had no faith in me"[/color]

	"A..Alvi..."

	[color=ec008c]"Not until now, when all hope has [i]been lost,[/i] do you tremble and hesitate[/color]

	"H-Help.."

	[color=ec008c]"Pathetic"[/color]