The little ghost girl ran off, into the chambers, continuing to call for her mother. Of course, only silence answered, as she ran through the chambers, before finally coming to a stop in one of the bedrooms, just dropped to the ground, wailing for her mother. Nyrissa looked like her heart was tearing in two at the sight, but she clearly didn't know what to even do for her. For all her magical might, this poor, lost, grieving child seemed to have bested her.