<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=186175.msg9222674#msg9222674">Quote from: Saruine on 21-11-2013, 02:32:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Hearing the words from both the gremlin, and Kilo her fist clenched into balls tight enough to cause her claws to bury into the flesh of her palms. Her ears flattened to her skull as the fur of her tail burst into flames resembling that of Hades. The green, purple, and blue flames swirled about her form not even a tenth of her rage beginning to show. Her muscles tensed pulsing her aura allowing it to encase the connection with Lugoj. With a growl sounding like a feral wild animal she took to the trees towards the inn with a speed that to the supernatural eye was like a blur. Each time she made contact with a tree or something within her path it was left with shreds upon it's surface. The intensity of the flames burning away her clothing and covering her body set things on fire from being within the vicinity instead of contact. The muse withing her pushed against the connection with Lugoj testing it lightly as she became further enraged that he had marked her.<br/><br/>As she burst through the door of the Inn Korono looked very different then when last seen. Her lips were pulled back into a snarl that showcased her fangs. Her tails now a display of fires swirling and licking anything in their way. Her eyes were a blood red, and onyx slits held within them. Soul collectors had begun to swirl about her form eerily, hungrily looking for their next feast. Looking to those who were still in the Inn her voice was frightful. No longer the soothing comfort that it once was. It sounded as if angels were being tortured, and would bring a human to its knees with sorrowful weeping. "Where is a piece of the darklings clothing?" She ordered a gremlin whom rushed off in fear to fetch what she requested. Her aura finally isolating the bond and dragging it to her hand to become visual Korono snarled at it. "Cross me will you. I may not be able to rid myself of this mark, but I will make you suffer in my own way."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Thoughts that crossed Kilo's mind.<br/><br/>1.  What the?<br/><br/>2.  Holy shit...<br/><br/>3.  Wow...she's hot!<br/><br/>4.  HOLY SHIT!!!<br/><br/><br/>He watched as she burst into flames and her clothes were burned up into ash.  He felt her power surging, making his connection with her make him feel like he was high.  He remembered that this was HER place, and she was the true Mistress of this land.  He flew right with her, her own passion and power rolling off her and filling him.  He could sense the portion in her that Lugoj had placed.  It was encased in the power of the muse, and she had mastery over it even if she couldn't remove it.  Her fire made his own burn hotter, and he felt his own clothes burn off himself as well.<br/><br/>When the soul collectors started swirling around her he felt his life force begin to be drained a bit.  He stepped closer to her to be encased in her sphere so that she wasn't draining him, but the things outside of her seemed to be growing weaker and darker.  Kilo was in awe of her.  She hadn't known much of her muse side while he knew her, and it was more of a random flair of magic she didn't understand.  This however, seemed to be a moment of triggering that unleashed who she truly was.  She was powerful, immortal, and a true force to be reckoned with.  He stayed silent, but close, feeling that they were both together.  They were a single unit, and if he had of stayed on the outside, it would have caused her fox fire to be lessened.  He was with her until this was done now.  She needed all of herself.  But he sure was going to let her be the focus of this.