[color=c4df9b][b]Eska[/b][/color][hr]
This was it. There was barely any resistance, and what few that could still raise their swords or trying to work their magic was too weakened by the poisonous pollen to pose much threat. Regardless, she gave them a quick warrior's death. There was a certain kind of honor and integrity she could respect to continue fighting for their tribe, to feel the need to defend them even at the cost of their own lives. Considering it was nighttime, Eska doubted most of them would even know they were either dying or dead. 

The place was eerily silent now, only her footsteps echoed throughout the streets as she made her way slowly to their chief's house. Reaching the main square, she turned her gaze upwards, the tree still slightly growing, the roots pushing the cobblestones apart as they worked their way deeper and wider to sustain it. The tree would serve as a monument to what happened here, with a record of what caused this to transpire to be inscribed on it later. 

Reaching the chief collapsed in front of his fancy abode, she propped him up against his door, and decapitated him unceremoniously with the axe stuck in the door. 

There was... nothing.

After all that, her rage had fizzled out, and replaced by nothing. Just nothing. Not even the feeling of strength thrumming throughout her body could alleviate that feeling. Her vision grew blurry, as she realized her knees had gone weak, her view being of the night sky as she collapsed. The mask had fallen, and warm tears streaked down her cheeks as she tried to choke back the unseemly noises she was making.

Jiko was gone.

Her only companion, her only friend, the one who had been by her side for so long. Gone because she wanted to gather a few more herbs before dark. Such foolishness, a idiotic move on her part. And now she had waged war on another tribe because of her own anger, killed more than she should. How was she to face her now, even if she did find her? How would she explain this to Jiko? She did not deserve all this power. For a moment, her mind went towards her knife, and how much it might solve if she just killed herself. Jiko will be strengthened, and she would regain her honor. Just for a moment however; she had not even the strength to even try.

[color=c4df9b]"Jiko..."[/color] Eska sobbed. [color=c4df9b]"What... what do I even do now..."[/color]