Ayesha’s body shook from the shock of her wounds, which gave her a look of desperation. Her mind tried to understand his meaning of calm, but still her body revolted to stay still and move towards her destination. Firm yet gentle hands held her down as she moved through her emotional and physiological battle with herself. Along with her physical resistance, Ayesha’s breathing was set in a quick pace, almost on the verge of hyperventilation, until the woman came over to rest her palm along her brow. Ayesha’s body stiffened, as if expecting anything harsh for her actions, but the woman’s words and the strokes of her fingers began to sooth her. Her breath left her with shuddering breaths as she began to relax more, and rest back to the makeshift bed.  Eyes closed for a moment to regain some sense, she felt the man let go of her and usher her down, even covered her form again with the sheet.<br/><br/>She opened her eyes once again, showing now the exhaustion and pain in them from moments before. The little tease in Kayla’s voice brought a faint smile to her lips before relaxing, only to notice the healer moving out of the room. The actions between the pair astonished her, and believed that  they may be relatives, but of course not. Reassured of that idea, she began to relax more.Just as she watched the pain interact with eachother reminded her of her siblings, of Jasith. Heart clenching, she gave a pained look just before she was questioned. Biting onto her lower  lip she then met Kayla’s eyes, surprisingly taken in by the silver they portrayed.<br/><br/><em>She did not bring herself here to be enthralled by some woman she did not know, she had to help her people and save more lives.</em>She mentally reprimanded herself  before  meeting her eyes up to the woman once again. “ My name is Ayesha Eruanna Caladwen, priestess and daughter of Claentor Euric Caladwen, the High Priest of the Light Clan…” As she mentioned her father’s name, tears almost threatened to flood over, but she held firm and continues with her report.” My clan has been…destroyed; the people who are left are hiding in the foothills and are seeking shelter where ever they can. This all occurred in a matter of one day. I had foresaw these events occurring but no one listened or understood their meaning…and it isn’t just my people that I saw waiting for this doom…” her gazed sharpened onto Kayla’s showing the pain within them as well as the warning.” The force that took over my clan is not from this realm, or has yet not be seen…They are very similar to us..but are not. They use magic but have harnessed a biological armory…very much like insects. I don’t know who they are nor where they come from…but I do know that they destroyed the Dark clan, because they carried their weapons….My people are dying…and this took a matter of one day…just one day. My whole city has been turned to ashes…” With the last portion about her people, Ayesha could not help but allow her tears stain down her cheeks.<br/><br/>Her breathing came in and out shallow as she fought off the emotional scars of her loss. Ayesha broke her gaze from Kayla’s resting her head to the side as she fought the aching throb within her chest. She felt their pain the agony of the dead and also those who were still suffering. It was not just the emotional ache within her body but also from her wounds still. For a quick moment, she felt the want and need for peace as if she had wanted to join them. Ayesha closed her eyes as she tries to recollect herself, only finding it more difficult to open them yet again.<br/>