She'd stepped into Cetus again not long ago, with all the intents and purpose to join the Children of Rot, but she'd hesitated. You barely know anything about this "Dragon," besides what his jackass of a son has already told you. He could be dangerous or secretly working for them after all. Sister's voice had whispered hesitantly in her ear and for the first time in a while, she felt doubt weighing her down. That alone had her leaving the swamp and returning back to Pisces for a while. She'd grown restless. Where was the power, the people that she could speak to about the dangers of the Overseers and the Masters? Who could she trust?

Most likely none of the previous Champions. Some of the new ones, like Styx, perhaps, or Shango. Or the little lizard - Amazon? Hadn't she mentioned being part of some Kingdom?

The larger lizard had been part of it too and she hadn't particularly trusted the brute. But the smaller one she felt she could put some faith into. So that was her next best guess. The Kindom of the Seven, ruling in Orion. Perhaps they would have answers for her, or at least a trustworthy superior she could express her doubts to.

As she sailed by the ceiling, she watched as the throne grew closer. There as someone sitting on it, stark white against the darker-colored stone behind him. She began to descend, slowly, pulling her wings just a little bit closer to her body before her eyes caught on something. There were bones around him and they were moving.

She pushed it off as some sort of magic. There were plenty of creatures across the caves that could make things move without touching them. She set herself down before him when she realized that something was off. That glow, what is that? It couldn't be natural.

"Are you Pride?" she rumbled. "What's going on?"

Asimona hissed and stepped back as Pride suddenly leaped forward, turning to face the bones that were pulling themselves together. He wasn't behind this? Then it was unnatural. Probably malevolent. She crouched and growled at the reformed skeleton that was laying across the Throne. It looked familiar, with its general shape and the wing bones...where had she seen that before?

And then Pride gave her the name and she froze. Reseda? Her jaw gaped open with surprise. The lizard that had pushed her way through Hydra? Who'd gone through it all by herself, despite the sabotage thrown at her by the others? She was dead?

And apparently it'd been a while - the bones didn't exactly look extremely fresh and there was no trace of oily black goo. Perhaps she'd died not long after reawakening. Asimona glanced towards Pride. He must have been the one to end her. And laid her bones across the Throne. She wasn't sure how she felt about that last bit.

"Reseda?" she snarled. "How long has she been dead? Is this some of her magic?" Her eyes narrowed as she glared at the bones crouched upon the throne. "What do you want?"

Too focused on the bones, Asimona didn't notice the spy nearby, nor did she even check scents to see if anyone else was around. Perhaps it would have been smart too, in case someone nearby was controlling the bones, but she was preoccupied as the bones suddenly lunged forward.

"Shit," she hissed, opening her jaws. It was going for Pride. She'd heard of his talents with magic, the strength of his abilities, but still, she wasn't going to just let reanimated bones attack someone. She'd freeze its wings together, to stop it from flying (however it was even flying without feathers or membrane was beyond her comprehension) but Pride reacted quicker, sending out a shockwave to scatter the bones.

As soon as the spell ended, she let out a torrent of freezing air and ice shards to lock the skeleton onto the throne, freeze over its bones so that it couldn't reform. At least not immediately. She wasn't sure how long the ice would last, but it would at least give them a bit of time.

She turned her head down towards Pride. "She attacked us physically. She didn't use magic. Maybe she's incapable of it like this, or maybe she didn't want to yet...or maybe it's not her at all? Someone could just be controlling her bones."