She didn't answer for a few minutes, which worried him, but when she replied, she did it matter-of-factly. The Creeping Chaos is all that this mage has bragged about for the last five mineaden, how the Creeping Chaos will devour my soul and keep me from being reborn. How not even Mathair Nan Coille can save me. He could almost hear the fear tinging her last statement. Maighstir, I'm scared. Is that true? Can anyone steal my soul? When he didn't immediately answer, she projected a nod. Maighstir?
I don't know. Balgair admitted. The draoidhean would say that only a' mhàthair can deny a soul rebirth. Well, that's not going to stop me from saving you. Sing loudly for me mo nighean bhòidheach thràillean1; I’m coming for you. What he received for his simple statement was a projection of her throwing herself into his arms and holding him tight. Her spirit lifted its voice loudly in praise, leading him down the street and into a shadowy alley to a dilapidated door on the side of a buildin…
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