Corrine closed her sight to the arc of energy from the rift… a degree of annoyance flickered across her as she bought her gaze to the battered relic that hummed and pulsed before them…<br/><br/>“Gods… you talk of gods…”  Corrine’s shocking blue eyes sparkled, as she bought them to bear against the old automaton… her hand reaching forward, fingers outspread… “I commune with a God… one of the ancients born from the maelstrom,” her lips curled into a grim smile… “I have authority… to speak in a Gods name!  and the prophetic age is at hand, we exist to purify this wretched world, there is nothing  that will halt the Hunab-Kú ”<br/><br/>The psychic vampire turned to gaze on the figure of Elohim, the sight of her having been damaged by this relic was becoming too much… she couldn’t allow it to happen, she wouldn’t allow it.  Her gaze flicked to the floor and she reached down and scooped up a handful of earth, gently tipping it and allowing it to trickle through her fingers like the streams of time… “This is important to you … isn’t it?” she quirked a brow as the earth fell from her fingers… “I know it is, because the planet is important to me… it leeches into every part of me, every soul that ever was becomes joined in the stream… I feel their pain… I know their secrets…” the last grains fell to the ground… and she cast a smile across to the aching beauty of the warrior angel… before they flicked back to Frankie..<br/><br/>Corrine’s piercing blue eyes sharpened against the figure of the battered relic… the sharpness increasing until her iris began to crack under the psionic resurgence, from between the cracks ran a rich red fire that spilled across and swept the windows to Corrine’s soul away and leaving fiery orbs that sparkled like a growing singularity… she took a step forward, her body jolted under the strain and seemed to visibly shudder… another step forward and a dark smile began to broaden across her face as she rose both her hands towards him.<br/><br/>The air shuddered and cracked as the well spring of her psychic abilities surged forth and she felt their crushing wake batter against her.  The ground started to shift as the writhing sentience of her psychic mind sought out the ancient automaton, entwining and securing around him… taking him into their embrace as she gritted her teeth and felt a wash of fire through her blood as she drew from the lifestream to augment her power… lifted him free of the ground, rising his colossal form into the air and away from the sustaining earth…<br/>