[color=7ea7d8][h3][center]~Izel~[/center][/h3][/color] Sleeping, was difficult for Izel. Always had been, since that day. Whenever she 'slept' her mind had a tendency to...wander. Detach itself. Return to that nightmarish underground labyrinth. To the mines. To the source. Sometimes even further. Were they just dreams? She couldn't say. Dreams were sometimes more real than reality. The deeper you went the more real it came. Either way, when the marvel of magical engineering finally shut off, unlike the others, Izel was less than pleased. She snapped back to 'this' reality. This dull, languid dream. "So....[i]cramped.[/i]" The lid to her coffin slid open with a single wave of her hand, announcing another 'hero' that had been sealed had awoken. Izel climbed out of her resting place, feet lightly hitting the dusty, now ancient seeming floor. "Mhm...I forgot how restrictive this body is." She began stretching, raising her arms high into the air, interlocking her fingers. Slowly, she lowered her arms, sliding her hands down her body until one rest on her hips, the other slowly extending outwards until it was fully in front of her. A small silvery white orb appeared in the palm of her hand before splitting into several smaller ones, dancing in the air briefly before being snuffed out. Seemingly satisfied, she ran a hand through her hair, observing the others that had awoken. Malachi...she eyed Malachi carefully. Those weapons he had understandably made her wary, but she had no reason to fear him. She turned her attention back to the present...specifically Sylphie. "Hello, my little demi-god." She smirked at the small human. "Mind helping me loosen up a bit? My body is awfully stiff and I'm certain yours is too, so we could help each other~"