<span style="color: #4da6ff">"good luck, she didn't even react when i had Inaara frighten me on purpose. if you want her help then you have a reason to speak to her, but i will call her."</span><br/><br/>Inaara nodded with a soft sigh.<span style="color: #a64dff">"i am aware."</span>the inside of Ashia's mind resembled a crumbling ruin and the whole place was being whipped by a violent wind made of her anguish. Ashia herself was curled up in a random broken corner, her whole body twisted in on itself to hide her head under layers of limbs. the Empress' voice only served to make the howling worse, the wind whipping at her as an impotent attack trying to drive her back out.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>