Ahcirej wept at the loss of her daughter, for she was her daughter, created using her body, her blood. Not her mind however, still the connection was there, and it was real. So Ahcirej wept tears that would never fall from non corporeal eyes. She had wanted so desperately to protect Ahcire, Yet now she was gone, lost to her just like she was lost. Trapped forever in a limbo between living and dying. Unbound she could move about freely, yet unless she found another area like the one from before, she would… Ahcirej’s thought are cut short as Jericha’s full void potential in released. She screams mutely in rage and despair. She had caused this, she was the one who had asked that Lord Salkeen destroy the amulet that bound Jericha’s Void. Ahcirej had though it only an object that was used sto Jericha from utilizing her power. Now she understood it was much more, now that it was to late to take back her foolish words. She watches in horror as Jericha attacks Yumara, destroys her guardian, completely shreds Suzuna, and then strikes out at Lord Salkeen in her Madness. It all come to a crashing halt as Master Isaik appears and moments later Jericha Vanishes.
Ahcirej watches as Master Isaik, and Yumara, step through a Void rift that he creates. She follows them through, she wishes to talk to Master Isaik. Ahcirej has no idea where she is, everything around her is shrouded in a deep thick fog. She is unable to interact with anything and everything in her current predicament.
It is when Master Isaik Talks of giving Jericha the ring that Ahcirej finally speaks. “Master Isaik, might I ask you a few Questions about the ring? Is it bound to you, is it bound to the book? What I’m asking is this, is the ring is used to control the overflow of void that filters through Jericha. If yes where does that overflow go, does it feed you does it feed the tome?” Ahcirej stops to gather up enough energy so that she might speak once more. “Of all I am the one who has had the closest connection to Jericha for I was her. What You have to understand Master Isaik is this. Jericha fears that book above all others because it is yours. Jericha fears that you are trying to control her and her power, because of this she fears, and hates you. These feelings magnify the irrational phobia she has of written spells.” Ahcirej is forced to stop once more as she runs out of the energy that she needs to speak. It is a few moments before she can converse once more. During that time her body fluctuates a few times, shimmering in and out of existence. “Master Isaik, neither you or you Phylactery exist in Jericha’s mind. She cannot see you, all Jericha can see is Ebony and the tome he ripped spells from that he used to break, and control all aspects of what she is.” Ahcirej starts to disperse into the air around them. “Don’t trick Jericha into taking the ring, give it to her yourself. If it feeds you and your genesis tome, explain that to her. If you are not trying to gain control of her, open her eyes and make her see you. As long as she sees shades of her Grandfather when she looks upon you, she will never accept and always flee from you.” Finally Ahcirej vanishes.
A frantic voice booms into the minds of all around They come, two who will claim the lost child. They come, two who carry with them an object to banish the dark and the fel. The come, two who will usher the witch of the void back into the sanctity of the light. They come, Make your choice Lord Salkeen.