[ Akua's hand had not left her own heart, a shard to match the hole in the girl's heart. She was younger, her face still somewhat softened by her years still unlived -- and though Akua's body was constructed and grown -- the Dread Empress of Praes had made her body match her years. Not the youth of her madness. There were no tears in the girl's eyes, but when her face looked to Gray, she started to move forward, shaky steps that trembled and almost gave out under her.
'Come to finish the job?' she hissed, in a voice that was -- unmistakable. ]
Be careful.
[ Akua said, behind Gray. ] She is vicious and mad. She would destroy you, and drink the blood from her heart, if she thought it would result in her living seconds longer.
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[ Akua's hand had not left her own heart, a shard to match the hole in the girl's heart. She was younger, her face still somewhat softened by her years still unlived -- and though Akua's body was constructed and grown -- the Dread Empress of Praes had made her body match her years. Not the youth of her madness. There were no tears in the girl's eyes, but when her face looked to Gray, she started to move forward, shaky steps that trembled and almost gave out under her.
'Come to finish the job?' she hissed, in a voice that was -- unmistakable. ]
Be careful.
[ Akua said, behind Gray. ] She is vicious and mad. She would destroy you, and drink the blood from her heart, if she thought it would result in her living seconds longer.