<div align="center">(http://www.desktopwp.com/data/media/12/st_magdalena_village__val_di_funes__south_tirol__italy.jpg)</div><br/>Meanwhile ...<br/><br/>Tora had travelled on foot for two days. She had other options but the novelty of doing so was one that she felt could clear her head. The roads were proof that the linage of those she desired the doom of believed they owned this land.<br/><br/><strong>"Sickening" </strong>she thought when looking at the road itself<br/><br/><strong>"Can't bother learning how to travel properly so decided it woudl be easier to foul the landscape with a road that ruins so much splendor, all so they can travel slightly easier on a horse they burden with their weight, enslave a beast, de-face the land so they don't have to like walking or learn how to move where they need be or simply exist where they are. Sickening. Pathetic. Sad Spineless, revolting."<br/></strong><br/><br/>The grey thought of spitting but the action she deemed below herself.<br/><br/>Hours later she stumbled upon a small village. At first many eyes sort to greet her, when her gaze of hate returned their looks many sort to leave her and pretend she wasn't there. But they couldn't her dress was strange, her skin tone peculiar nothing like they have heard.  Something surreal and unearthy was more than present. And for those who could feel it her nature crackled with magic.<br/><br/><strong>"If you people didn't think you were on top of all creatures, nothing would be noticing the birds had stopped making noise or showing any motion. A sign of danger .. but people here think that such things can't concern them. Stuff of creatures your above should consider but not you right ? Hmm watching me from windows, wondering what I will do ? Why I am here ? Who am I ? What am I ? "<br/></strong><br/>She then stretched.<br/><strong><br/>"Maidens of beauty men of elegance out on your sickening street in front of me now, I have use of you, others help it so or perish"<br/></strong><br/>Above her clouds became darker, appeared<br/><br/>At the edge of her sight three men galloped away, likely to inform other villages of the strange event, or else smart enough to stay clear of one so bold.<br/><br/><strong>"No motion ? Perhaps you didn't hear me through your windows. Perhaps you believe that I speak out of hand ? Inappropriately?"</strong><br/><br/>She then took a deep inhale of breath and closed her eyes booming the same words out of inhumanly magically improved lungs ..<br/><br/><strong>"MAIDENS OF BEAUTY ! MEN OF ELEGANT OUT OF YOUR SICKENING STREET IN FRONT OF ME NOW, OTHERS ENSURE SO OR PERISH !" </strong>The sound was so loud all windows exploded, injuring many who had been peering through them a moment before with showers of glass splinters while their own ear-drums ruptured.<br/><br/>Whimpers could be heard and a minute later some with shaking feet emerged fearful of gods and tales they were raised with.<br/><strong><br/>"Two men three women ? Thats it ?"</strong>Tora looked at them, all pretty enough but still so few ? Small village,<br/><strong><br/>"Perhaps you are sheltering more ? Save them from the wicked witch ? Oh I don't think so !"<br/></strong><br/>Her eyes then started to glow and all buildings in the village smouldered before instantly having wooden parts set blaze. and a roaring inferno within set. White hot, tonges of fire suited for the hottest of smitheries, suitable to melt rock tore through each building in a heart-beat. Meanwhile the stone work itself and clay tiles the quiant village adopted for their roofs became red hot then orange before simply collapsing pathetically to fold in on itself. Within one minute all buildings were a heap hissing white molten rock, the air about it so hot it warped all vision through it.<br/><br/>Only a magic bubble about the few that had been thrust-ed on the street and the grey herself saved those remaining<br/><br/><strong>"I am Tora I am the last of the Greys. You five are to follow me, we have more villages to see to"<br/></strong><br/><br/>With that she turned and walked onwards ... continuing her path along the road she hated so much, fearfully the five shocked villagers followed.<br/><br/><br/>