As soon as Sriani brought the mask to her face, it seemed to hold itself tightly to her, thoughts and voices beginning to swirl in her head. Much of it was incomprehensible at first, but one thought rose above the rest, with more than a little force behind it...<br/><br/><em>Free the others... together you shall forge a path of destruction in the name of...</em><br/><br/>After that, there was a... sound... perhaps a name, but not one that was uttered in any language or even anything that could be considered as such. And the mask seemed to be trying to tell her other things, some kind of power welling within her, making her feel like she had been resting comfortably instead of rotting naked in a cell for the last several months.