[color=a187be][b][h1][center]Sightless Syella[/center][/h1][/b][/color]
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Sightless Syella strode with an air of confidence towards the newcomer. She had just risen from the depths of the Insight. She had seen the lay of the land. The possibilities that could be. The backup which was inbound. The hopeful battle the Pact Makers fought for. The Pact Makers lost. There was no escape for them. Victory was assured. 

She sharpened tips of her fingers to razor sharp points. She pointed a lone finger towards the useless female whose child had just been saved by the newcomer. Her back turned away from the incoming threat.

Syella's finger extended, impaling the woman through the gut. The woman cried out in pain as she fell to the ground. Her husband falling to his knees. Crying out her name. Holding in the blood. Asking if she's okay. 

[color=a187be]"You're wasting your last few moments with her."[/color] Syella said coldly to the innkeeper. [color=a187be]"Don't worry though. Together you will both bleed out on these rooftops. I know, for I have seen it."[/color] Syella's finger shot out again. This time towards the innkeeper.