Ashia wouldn't detect any guilt, but along all of the charred streaks in the chamber she would sense a strange magic, strikingly similar to Sharindia's portals. She was back sitting with her eggs when Ashia returned, cradling one egg that had managed to stay intact but was still very much dead. She looked at the coffin with sad eyes and slowly stood up to start putting the remains of her clutch inside.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "O-okay..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>