MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
RESTORED TO 100%
Ananke fled--she did not look back, did not turn to see if Wulfsige pursued. Her eyesight was good enough that mostly she did not need to: she could see nearly behind herself as it was. But terror was the driving factor. Ears were pinned, eyes bulging, breath shooting through her lungs in ragged pants, so that she hardly felt Yellow's press along the link.
Only when she was slowing long minutes later, tiny rabbit heart fluttering beneath her ribs (and terror still gripping her powerfully) did she offer a response: quiet, frightened It's not your fault at all.
She'd known that's how this world was--it was why she had joined the Hive. If anything, I think you saved my life.
Gratitude, then--trickling through those thoughts--as she hastily sought a place where they could safely go to ground.
exit Ananke;
@Yellow (for visibility!)
