[Lawtan]

Without an answer from Diogenes, Kadia took initiative. Mentally, she commanded Rurik to lock onto Na’lsa with the net. Kadia twisted the studs from the far end of the building, forming them into metal snakes. With a command, she sent them to the embodiment of hunger. Kadia would attempt to shove the demon under Lev again. Sitting down in a cross-legged position, she closed her eyes. Within a few breaths, the world around faded. The snakes and Rurik would do their work. Opening her eyes without seeing, Kadia began her meditation…

A trickle of water fell in her minds eye, swallowed by the heat of her element. The water vapor congealed and spread, becoming both dark and light. Droplets became stars, swirling in eternal expansion. She pushed herself into it. The tempest, the water, the universe, it entered her crown and filled it, an orb of power and wisdom. Kadia had done this before, opening her mind, but never to work anything. She felt the auras around her, but they were off. This hellhole…it was something far more foul...

Sins and memories of regrets and wrongs distracted her from any attempt to exorcise or contain Na’lsa. Beatings and orgies, murder and betrayals rushed by in traumatic pictures too quick for the conscious mind. Fast as light the image of her first friend, dead at the behest of a paid assassin. Then the charred remains of her mother in her hand, courtesy of demons. The strong bum who raped her, his hands… Suddenly, everyone was too close to her. Every person…a threat of wrongs and sins to her. All had a presence that she needed to be free of. Above them, Sin touched all, even her. To be touched...she had to be rid of that touch. Kadia screamed as she touched her own spirit, and felt the presence of Sin.

The ground around her erupted through the dissolving illusion, forming a tornado of hellish debris. All her blades, from knives to the flame wheels, circled her as both approached the source. The source of the dead loved ones. The source of the traitorous gangs. The source of vile judgments and prejudices. The source of beatings. One thought ran through a mind shut down to logic: “You will not survive ME!”

A mantra formed as Kadia walked slowly to the creature. “Blood! I will rend your mouth! Flesh! I will rape your brain! Soul! I will end you NOw! No More! No More! Blood! I will rend your mouth!” A fell light, the corruption of what weak Theulogical ability she had, scattered within the whirlwind, causing it to spin much faster. This was Kadia the huntress, the hidden destroyer, marching with a gale of remains, marching to her death in the name of righteous vengeance - vengeance for the force of Sin and wrong

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