Eira watched as the wraith transformed into the form of Dardanos and darkness consumed the room, spreading through the halls. She remained silent as he addressed the other rulers, even when he initially addressed her. Her response was not yet necessary, so it would not yet be given. It wasn't until he had shown his plans, what he believed to be his destiny, and he had spoken his piece that she finally stood. Her movement was slow and graceful, and while she was beautiful and her figure lithe, she was tall, and the air about her was more intimidating than one might expect.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40BFFF">"Enough."</span>Her words cut through the darkness with a chill that could be felt across the room. With a wave of her hand she summoned a ball of cold flames in the midst of the planet he had formed from darkness, palpable waves of cold light could be felt radiating from cold flame, slowly pushing back the darkness inch by inch.<span style="color: #40BFFF">"You have no power here, Dardanos. Do not forget that you are far from the only powerful being in this world, and you are not so immortal as you might wish those around you to believe. My magic is as capable of killing you as yours is of killing me."</span>she spoke with a cold, calm voice, almost devoid of emotion despite the weight her words carried.<span style="color: #40BFFF">"You may have an army of dark creatures who serve you in fear, but we have all the kingdoms of this world and you cannot defeat us all. But of course, you know such a task would be difficult, that's why you're here, attempting to strike fear into the hearts of those that oppose you, hoping that in that fear they will turn to you to spare them. But that's the only weapon you have now, isn't it? Fear. But fear never lasts forever, and even if you could defeat us your kingdom would never stand because you will never have the loyalty of the people you rule."</span>she spoke in the same cold manner as she slowly made her way towards him, stopping inches from him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #40BFFF">"I do not fear you, and I will not let you take this world."</span>Her ice blue eyes piercing into the hollow darkness staring back at her, narrowing slightly.<span style="color: #40BFFF">"We will not bow to you, but you will die. Even if it costs my life, I will not see this world fall to darkness."</span>Behind the icy chill that laced her words was a stubborn resolve and a fierce determination. "<span style="color: #40BFFF">You've spoken your piece, now go back to the shadows, for in that darkness is the only place you will find an ally or a servant. The light will never suffer the darkness to rule, and we will never bow to the shadows of this world."</span>The pulsing light from the cold flame had pushed much of the darkness from the center of the room, illuminating the young queen and her companions.<span style="color: #40BFFF">"Go, leave this place, you are not welcome here."</span>She reiterated her point, her eyes never leaving the dark figure before her.