Kali:
The air was heavy with the scent of incense, a symphony of soft, melodic chanting.
How did I get here? I wondered, remembering the last place I had been was in Vile's arms.
I was surrounded by music. It was the song of the female warriors, their voices weaving a tapestry of sound that enveloped me in a cleansing ritual.
Though I couldn't decipher their words or recognize their tones, I could feel them. Their presence, their benevolent magic, was a comforting vibration beneath my skin, like the gentle thump of a tender, sweet drumline.
With each word they uttered, a wave of cleansing energy washed over me, erasing the guilt I clung to over the situation with Crius, how unprepared we were for his attack, and how I felt I had failed... I was failing, dying in the grip of the tit
