[@The Irish Tree]

[h2]Sorrow - Skathi[/h2]

Skathi knew what she was facing was above her league her benefactor screaming at her to flee only reinforced the idea. With a quick movement, she turned and fleed running down the halls she had wreaked havoc in not that long ago. The hunter has become the hunter "run" she muttered as she pushed herself faster that was not human that presence that was like her own benefactor a primal... But why though was a question Skathi vowed she would find out. Though first, she had to escape running down the halls did her previous actions come to mind. She slaughtered soldiers in her rage lives taken before their time due to her madness. "I'm sorry I pray for your souls to find rest" She muttered as she ran not daring to look back. The examples of mad rage passing her as she ran making her regret what she had done more and more.