Cute picture.  Nastara, can we just say that for now, Yula is sort of just frozen there, staring at the dead man and her blood-stained sword with a look that's a mix of disbelief, confusion, and some tiny glimmer of conviction?  But that, for all intents and purposes, she's just kind of zonked out there in her own little world?  I'm having a tiny bit of trouble putting my post into words for now, but the next post would probably help with that. -Nod nod-