<span style="color: #b3b300">“Mortals are destructive enough as it is. There’s no good reason to introduce her kind into the general population. It would be no different than introducing Vyre’s blood into the Seraphim bloodline. Let me know what I can do to help. I’ve connected Animus to the Seraphim satellite system but so far she’s refusing to access it. She’s not responding to me.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #b3b300">“Simple. Because I’m now the one in charge of you and I want to keep you alive. But mortal rights are… fleeting to me.” </span>She smiled at Ashia and looked at Ras who was sitting down with his back against the wall and head held in his hands. Ashia would see Ras look up at her and respond but his voice was muted.<span style="color: #b3b300"> “You caused this Ras, you don’t get to talk to her.” </span>An invisible hand picked up Ashia by the back of the neck and tossed her through the door.<span style="color: #b3b300"> “Nope, still empowered. Go live your best life and live every day to itsf ullest.” </span>The door slammed shut and Ashia would find herself  standing in front of her closet door and unable to even locate Ras to teleport to him to make good on her threat.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>