Lance's power had amazed her she had only seen such things with the ancient ones and they were to valuable to have fight so they were always kept safely tucked away in the underbelly of the new world. Kaya walked up the mountain with Lance next to her, even if they held no real place in the world she was more comfortable this way. One day he would have to let her go she would die at his brother's hands a task he would not like but being the creature she was now. All she could see was her death sometimes when she thought is was swift others it was drawn out and long. But as they walked up other thoughts peered in of her and Lance of feelings and emotions she thought long dead. The fear that griped her was what she was, she was a killer a beast in sheep's clothing. She could kill and not look back, and when she looked at Lance she didn't see a Angel or a warrior she saw a man. But what did he see when he looked at her? The silence complimented the mountain scenery. The white and rocky slops. the glittering snow cold and soft. "Thank you" she said after there long silence. "I am still prone to fighting for survival and was ready to kill at a moments notice if you weren't there" her voice stopping as she finished off the words in her mind.<span style="font-style: italic">"I would have been dead"</span>she thought as her gaze went to his face a tendril moving in the wind across her delicate features.