Talia stared transfixed at the strange…whatever it was.  Wisps of energy swirled in and around it, like an Aura invoked but without a body to guide it.  And… faint whispers were drifting from it.

Curious, the young demon stepped through the hole and into the glowing cavern.  The closer she stepped, the louder those whispers seemed to grow.  Once she was right beside it, she almost thought she could hear words.  A prayer?  Feeling compelled, Talia raised a hand to gently prod at the floating orb.

As soon as her fingers brushed it, the sphere erupted with blinding light.  Wind began to swirl, and the wisps of energy began waving in a frenzy.  A sharp cry echoed around the chamber, filling her ears.

[color=8A2BE2]“Kalinia!”[/color]

Talia fell back, covering her face as best she could against the gale.  The whispers built in crescendo, pounding her head even more incessantly than the stale cave air.  The ball of light swelled larger, big enough to encompass a man.  And just as Talia felt like her head would split open, the light withdrew in a terrific implosion of wind and sound.

And standing where the light had been, was a satir.  Her skin was a deep purple, her horns curved back, and her eyes were as silvery as Talia’s and glowing with Aura.  She wore a majestic set of light armor, and in her hands gripped a pair of fiercely glowing axes.

The woman’s eyes locked on Talia.  The glow left her axes as she stepped forward.  [color=8A2BE2]“Kali!  Good, you’re safe.  We need… to… get… …”[/color]

Her words faded out as she tried to take a second step and stumbled, then tipped over sideways.  She crashed to the cave floor, her Aura flaring briefly as she made contact to protect her body even as she lost consciousness.

Talia stared, too shocked to process what she was seeing.  [color=FFB6C1]“What…?”[/color] she voiced slowly, her eyes darting to Dante, then to Gunthar.

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