She is right and I cannot help but feel the smallest of smiles tug at my lips for it. I wonder if she will ever seek to know just why the far west avoids my gaze? Spirane is neutral, a stronghold out for their own but smart enough to not reach out and pester the others lest they be bitten again - and Taviora...well, perhaps I have ulterior motives to believing they will overcome the folly that plagues the young leaders of Moladion. Zeltzin is there, of course, with our sons and Zelda is much like her mother - clever but passive, smart enough to look beyond the obvious. If they had been born with any cunning in their blood,
they might be more of a threat than anybody could know. But the others? Well, they have been thorns in one way or another. Perhaps that will change but for now, I am hardly concerned just how that changes comes about.

So an enemy of them I have created, it seems. Though, I do wonder if she has always had names on the back of her tongue - I was merely her plaything to pull them out of her throat for her. I smile when she tilts ever so slightly to the south. But I am quick to ease back into the nothingness of nonexpression - after all, Diveen is the least of my concerns. They keep to themselves...for now. That is the thing, no? The words Heyel spewed his entire life have a way of resurrecting every so often. I feel it coming with the turmoil. And I have little time for Angels.

I saunter forward a stride when she speaks of demons, though. I watch her closely, intrigued by her openness of such subjects. "Many come claiming such a title," I speak bluntly, though I do not mean to accuse her of being such, "yet each of them that claims the title as their leader quickly loses their bite." I cannot help but think of Asteraia. I had no issue with the Monster or her mate but...it was interesting. They were feared...at first. "I believe I have a demon here," I say it quietly then for...I must admit, part of me expects her to come whenever she is even thought of. Such is the way she is, Siren. "I have alays wondered what her goal might be. So, tell me my anguis, what are these goals you speak of?" If she tells me hers - and I question her as I sink forward closer to her, breathing in her breaht once more as my eyes find hers - then perhaps I ought to share mine too. The world is unravelling. I wish to ensure Glorall has its proper place once all is said and done. I have never been a lover of cannibals but...I know what strength is. I know to survive and prosper, it is best to remain harmonious with those that can bring chaos.