Sericon nodded, but she had seen it a bit off, his mind was not messed with by the master, Salkeen’s mind was his own. Maleok has been altered, but only increasing aggression and brutality, beyond that he was nearly the same… Sericon had even seen the old Maleok still show its self when he was alone, holding a small crystal feline… Sericon could have informed the masters of such behaviors but he didn’t… Maleok seemingly returned the favor at times…
Sericon tilted his head, had he destroyed everything she was? From a Azerothian point of view he could see that, but Salkeen and Jericha were more than that now. From the point of the burning legion they had merely made Izzabelle stronger, more durable, deadlier, what they did to her they would have seen as a gift. Sericon certainly had felt gifted when he had been given the power he now wielded…
Sericon nodded he would return with her, they would bring with them their side of what happened! Varicar has acted out in attacking the group! No doubt it was faulty programming Sericon thought.
Sericon tilted his head in confusion, her mind was being destroyed? Sericon didn’t even know how to begin to help with that, he could destroy, his healing was nonexistent.
Sericon finally spoke but it was a small part of how he felt. “I think your wrong.” Sericon said, he could continue, but he was still worried about her being destroyed… demons lords couldn’t show caring, it showed weakness…
“I could have chosen death.” Sericon reminded her, though he didn’t choose death. He knew in his heart that the master could cure him, but that required a give and take. Izzabelle spoke like the master just readily gave up such things, but did a farmer just give his crops away to the wandering lost? Sericon could ask, but he just never got around, he had become something different. Plus what would the price be to fix ones mind? Sericon watched her walk outside and down the steps. Fushan seemed to follow…
It wasn’t long before Smuggs had his own problems nearly crushing the life out of the egg he held, the lights extinguishing halted everything… Smuggs places the egg down, but Sericon quickly snatched it up, part of Smuggs still cared for the creature even if he couldn’t see that now… Smuggs moves towards the window before the color drained from his face, Sericon moved to see as well…
On the beach head was the body of Izzabelle, lifeless… It wasn’t long before a cloaked man came to take the body away… This was it, a dramatic incident so profound it did something more to him… Sericon looked out and yelled in pain and rage, hellish green fire consuming his form and burning out around the hut utterly destroying it! Sericon stood on the edge of the stone spire falling to his knees, she was gone… He was alone… He sat there dead of emotion watching the spot she had once been… What would happen now?