Back home, Elerona scooped Susan up and dropped her onto the couch then joined her with an equally graceful flop onto it. "So what do you think, Mistress? About me supposedly being The'kal's daughter and being... powerful. I refuse to believe any of it, no mother would abandon their child like this. I'm old enough that if The'kal was my mother she would have said something, anything. We never spoke, she was never motherly towards me back in the mansion." Shaking her head she held out one clawed hand and after a taking a moment to focus she formed a small, weak sphere of energy. "The'kal is dead to me, I have no interest in getting involved in those people's affairs. I don't trust them to control this Selma creature either. So until I can think of a way to deal with Selma no more children and I'm not leaving Zelina's side."<span style="color: olive">"I can assure you that there's nothing you can do to protect Zelina and your children from me." </span>Selma appeared before them with her arms crossed. Bayne snarled but was locked in place before she could even try to jump at her.<span style="color: olive">"Susan." </span>The large woman moved over to the priestess and looked down at her.<span style="color: olive">"You are quite gifted, I will be watching you and your offspring. For your sake, let's hope your children don't take after your demon."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>