As Jezzara finished locking the door, she turned on about. To her dismay a magical dagger comes flying towards her and to her surprise, she could not act in time. The tip of the dagger pierces the flesh, muscle, squeezes past the ribs and then finally homes in for the fake heart in place. The nightmare widened it's falsely eyes as it stared in bewilderment to the blueish clad figure of the night before her. Her hands not daring to touch the hilt of the dagger but remain closer around it. Listening to the words, likely the last she will hear ever again within the realm of reality, she holds the expression of fearful defeat. Once those words slip towards an end, the being starts to evaporate in a mass of red and black hued butterflies, beginning from foot going to head. Her final words before completely vanishing:
"Be damned, forever, you wwiiiiIIIITCH!"
On cue to the last defeated nightmare, Zilvai's eyes would slowly open and her head would ease towards the left, then the right to appraise the scene she has found herself in. The mass of people around bringing her to a confused state, especially as her arm may have been tugged this and that direction to bring her back to the cabin.
"What is the meaning of this? Where am I?" She asked the lot.
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The girl sheathed both daggers in her belt, the second one having been kept at the ready should the first one have not done the job. She looked at the spot Jezzara was. Stared at it for awhile really. What was she feeling? Regret? A strange sense of companionship? It actually did not surprise her. The one she had just defended the winged dame from was like her. Just a dream. Maybe a bad one, but maybe not. Maybe she just wanted to be free.
"And me..." the blue clad woman looked up, "What do I want? You asked me that before, didn't you dove?"
She let out a very slight smile, and reached out to her, in her mind, her "daydreaming."
I don't know if you can hear this, but I am done. She's no more. I'll be waiting for you, where you wish me to.
She gave one last gaze at the spot, and then returned to the shadows from whence she came. It was time to rendezvous and finish what was left.
"And me..." the blue clad woman looked up, "What do I want? You asked me that before, didn't you dove?"
She let out a very slight smile, and reached out to her, in her mind, her "daydreaming."
I don't know if you can hear this, but I am done. She's no more. I'll be waiting for you, where you wish me to.
She gave one last gaze at the spot, and then returned to the shadows from whence she came. It was time to rendezvous and finish what was left.