Spells and blades fly back and forth, and in the crossfire do innocent trees and wildlife catch a flame. Fighting for a while and dwindling down both sides in numbers, Sophie down to three men then starts in the battle herself. Using psyonic energy blasts from her mind she starts killing of the hunters one by one. A charge attack by Straud is met by a force wave from Sophie’s hand and he’s thrown back into the bushes, and then uses another wave to bring down Cloud and Dawn. Sophie then watches her rival sister snap one of her high guards by the neck as effortlessly as breaking a twig, leaving no other bodies between the sisters. A looming cold feeling falls upon the area as both glare deep to one another, in anticipation of trying to read one another.

“Your powers don’t scare me sister” Cynn drew out holding her ground

“Nor do yours on me, sister” Sophie equaled back to her, “you have grown weak since your departure from the mother land, there was a time when your powers could bring death to all my men at once”

“My powers haven’t decreased in measure, just your narrow minded outlook has slanted even tighter” Cynn combated back, an ill silence comes to both females and focusing her sight Cynn tries to uncoil her sister’s telepathic orders. Snapping her hand out quick to extend her right arm Cynn draws down her limb a power ball spell that escapes fast from her finger tips impaling the chest to Sophie’s hidden guard that lurked to the green brush. Leaves crack and branches break at the sound of the guards collapsing death to the ground but not relinquishing her sight Cynn still holds her eyes to Sophie. Sophie lashes back with a quick thrust of her head jolting out a blast to which Cynn counters with a simple one worded spell, smashing to a sparkle of displacement do both attacks heat the air around neutralizing each other into nothing. “Always with the predictable moves sister” Cynn grins with Sophie holding a stern cold look. A flick of Sophie’s wrist brings Cynn quick to defense conjuring up a frontal shield, but as fast as it came up Sophie sees it dematerialize with Cynn dropping hard to the dirt ground from an impacting tree limb upon the back of her head. Sophie gestures her hand to raise the limb up again at its natural place and holding cockiness to her stride walks to Cynn.

“That’s because my new ones leave you like this” chuckles Sophie and with a finger motions for her lieutenant to check Cynn for life, placing his hand to her wrist the Drow elite closes his eyes in concentration.

“Does she still hold life” Sophie asks to which the elite opens his eyes with a nod.

“Yes my lady, she is a strong one” he replies putting Cynn’s form to his arms.

“Take her and the children with us” she orders

“What of the guard Captain my lady” the elite asks

“Leave him here, someone needs to survive to tell the others of their soon to be fatal reuniting, plus I still need the other child” Sophie finishes when she hears a sound in the woods, suddenly vines from trees grip the Drow including Sophie and tries to strangle the life from their bodies, turning quickly to shoot another mental mind blast from her skull she hears after a little thud having the vines go limp allowing them free from their binding grips.

Skewering the ground for a couple of minutes a Drow guard finds the body of Alisianna and calls the Matriarch to his findings.

“She must have been spying on us” said Sophie and going up to her she looks to her wrist laced with the bracelet “Well I’ll be” she finishes with a smile “There is a dead Captain of mine who will for the rest of his afterlife enjoy seeing you suffer for what has transpired in your family tree” she spouts off to her unconscious body “And suffer you shall, bring her too” and in a flash of light Sophie groups her men carrying the bodies of whom she needed and teleports away, coming awake moments later Straud gets to his feet, checks the stilled bodies for signs of life and when none showed hope he continued back to the enclave on foot with haste.

The rest of the night passes by and Rain leaves the city in the morning and about half way he is accompanied by Artanis who wishes to join with him, agreeing without having a real choice Rain and Artanis then continue to the enclave to receive Rain’s worst nightmare has been hatched. He is greeted by his uncle with an ungodly hug of relief that he wasn’t taken too by the Matriarch and is then told of the events that happened last night, he then spends all day with his uncle, Artanis and Arbiter Maylor along with Lalandra trying to figure a way to get them back. Some of their plans would work but they would need one final problem to be solved, a way in the Shadowell city which Straud knows by great experience is very well guarded and sealed.

Requesting to go back to the Silver Spire city in an attempt to find more information up to date on the Drowish city, Rain is allowed but only by himself and Artanis for the scrying for them will be more successful if any more are with him. Returning quickly to the city by passing the guards regular sign in checks Rain races to his old tower to check out new information while Artanis stays by the city wall cloaked in shadow waiting. Elanee comes to see him when she sees him in a fluster of about nine books opened on his table and looks to her like he is reading them all.

“Is something wrong Rain?” she asks

“Cloud and my sister have been kidnapped along with the leader of our clan Cynn and Alisianna the druid” he said quickly and like being blown off her feet she was taken completely by surprise sitting for a second to replenish her thoughts.

“H-how, w-when Rain, by…by who?” she stuttered

“The Matriarch of our ancestral home, Shadowell; she finally found us” and looking hard in his books he picks one up and throws it to the wall “Damn it!, there’s nothing here on the city of Shadowell, but being human I’m not surprised your human’s only care about what is in your control” Rain snaps and falls into his chair, Elanee ignores the comment and comes to his side sitting right close to him, holding his hand she looks at him

“Rain, we’ll get them back and in one piece trust me but whatever we do we can’t lose focus or we won’t be able to help in time” and picking him up she looks to him in his eyes “Now I have stood on the side lines while you fight for your lives long enough, I want to help again and by all things stacked against you, you need me right now, I will go cancel my plans with Namor and I’ll meet you outside the gates, I’m sure Artanis is there right, I didn’t hear that he was captured now what was the plan after you got the information you needed”

“I was going back to the enclave” Rain replied

“Then that is where we must go”

“You’re not allowed in their Elanee” Rain snaps

“Now is not the time to argue Rain, my powers even though aren’t combative might be useful in getting us inside now let’s go” and she ends the sentence with her back leaving the room fast. Having nothing else to say he then leaves to wait for her with Artanis out by the city wall. She gets out to meet them and Rain then decides to teleport them to the cave instead of riding there to get there quicker.

“But I thought Straud said not to use magic, especially that kind or it could be tracked” said Artanis

“I don’t give a shit the sooner we get to the enclave the sooner we can get them back so let’s go” shouted Rain and not saying a word they each hold one of Rains hands and teleport to the entrance of the cave.

Arriving but to close Rain and the others hit the force shield of the cave opening and flying back a few feet hitting the ground, picking themselves up Rain apologizes for screwing up the target zone

“Your under stress Rain it’s ok” said Elanee trying to calm him down, they see Lalandra a few moments later and through a screen test that Elanee is put through she is granted access to the enclave. They join the rest of the Drow council in Lalandra’s personal meeting room to discuss the situation further, and through high tension did vocals spark and arise.

The bickering goes on for about an hour till Rain loses his patience

“We wouldn’t be having this problem if they hadn’t been captured in the first place” Rain belted out “I mean how did they find us anyway” and looking to Lalandra he snapped at her “I thought your charms to this place was supposed to protect us from Colossus and any other threats”

“Rain That is enough, this is not her fault” Straud yelled

“It was the Matriarch who took them remember, and let me remind you she did not get that position from playing nice with her peers; she murdered her whole family to obtain that power and will continue to do it to keep it, the whole reason she is so adamant about hunting us down is the sheer fact that letting us go would make her look weak in front of her clan, and she will not show any of that” stated Straud walking toward his nephew “But I swear to you Rain she will burn in the forever fires of the infinite hells for what she has done as well as all the blood she has spilt, but this victory will not come lightly, she has powerful rivals that are possibly greater than Colossus’s and is not afraid to use it on Judicator Cynn by making her an example” Straud finishes

“Which then brings us back to our initial problem, how do we get in the city?” questioned Maylor. They think for a little time until Artanis gets enough courage to bring up a thought

“We could always infiltrate the Blood Harvest” the words come from his tongue

“No Damn way in hell can we be seen there, they’re hunting everyone here” Lalandra added

“Just the ones who are Drow” Artanis inquired with Straud holding a look of curiosity

“So what are you proposing Artanis?” Straud asked

“We send two of us in there to act like a couple that is part of a family just to get in and snoop around till we can get the others out” Artanis suggests and shaking her head Lalandra skeptically cautions.

“The ball is reformed for couple that are man and wife, nothing else is allowed, now I can change physical form to go but if I leave the defenses at the enclave will shortly go down, as well as the ones at my cave so I’m out, and changing a man to another guy type is one thing but changing them to a woman requires a lot more magic plus training in the way a lady walks and talks so that means-”

“I have to go for sure” Elanee blurts out and everyone turns to her, “What! Do you see any other girls who have been a high end noble around here, I’m the best one for the task, I just need a makeover to look drow, and for them it’s no hesitation” she says talking about Cloud and company that are captured “I will without a thought” she finishes

“Ok now we need a Male, someone who is rude and blunt and can go in there and blend well with the pompous crowd of Drow leaders” Maylor added

“That’s easy, Namor is our guy, plus he is with Elanee anyway already” Rain brings in and Elanee grows a little embarrassed over the comment

“No it won’t work” Lalandra says

“Why not, he’s a noble” argues Rain

“But not a magic user, and if in their too long the forms they have will start to fade, they might need up keeping” Lalandra states

“Well that rules you boys out that are fighters as well as me” Maylor states “Cause even with my power I don’t have the altering form power” he added again and slowly they all turn to Rain, and looking up to see everyone looking at him he gets a shocked look on his face with a surprise

“Oh no, no way, forget it, find another sorcerer to handle this, Simtel, he can go he is a great Drow mage and he has the power” Rain says trying to put him off the spotlight

“But he’s not at your power level yet, you’re the most qualified Rain and you know that” Straud says to him and having no words to argue with he just sits there rolling his eyes and nods holding heavy reluctance.

“Good now that we have that settled, and a plan in motion, let’s get you two changed up with looks” said Lalandra

“I need to see Namor just to inform him of what is going on “Elanee said to them and agreeing but not wanting her to take too long they get Rain to teleport her back quickly.

She talks with Namor about the plan and furious about the whole idea offers himself to perform the task but when told about needing a mage he asks if Rain was to be the male husband. She nods her head and Namor asks to talk to Rain in private, Tristan escorts Elanee out and Rain comes in to his room. Closing the door Rain is fronted with a most insinuating glare from Namor’s accusing eyes.

“Now let’s get one thing straight Mage!” says Namor addressing Rain harshly “You lay one hand on her inappropriately and I swear to you, you’ll be floating down the nearest river straight to hell”

Rain smiles and calls him closer, placing his arm around Namor’s shoulder Rain whispers to him “Let me put it to you this way Namor, if Elanee’s corpse and mine were laying together I find quickly the means to animate my corpse just to move it away from her own” and shovels Namor away from his face “I can’t stand her just about as much as I can’t stand you, and the thought of you two together puts a smile on my face knowing that other innocent people aren’t wasting their lives with either of you” Rain finishes

Over hearing the last thing Rain said, Elanee lowers her head to the wall with hurtful shame and seeing him come out Elanee asks what Namor said to him.

“Just not to touch you, a worthy concern” Rain said smiling to her and returning with a fake smile of her own she adds

“Well he shouldn’t have to worry, I mean with the sweet talking gift that you have I should be able to keep my hands to myself” and walking away while giving Rain a look of utter disgust. Realizing that she overheard Rain lowers his head with a thought of him going back down the road of mistreatment he gave her before, he quietly follows behind her housing good space from her for what he just said. The walk seemed long and cold even though only several dozen steps were made and getting outside the city walls Rain teleports them back to the enclave where Lalandra is waiting to perform the cosmetic spell surgery.

Working on Elanee first Lalandra lays sparks to her fingers while drawing upon the new Drow image and begins with her face. Giving her shoulder length white hair lifted in the front and parted down the middle, she added to Elanee red eye-shadowed mesmerizing eyelids and ruby red lips. Grafted upon Elanee elf ears as well as a dark tanned grey skin complexion; bringing completion to one stage. Lalandra looks to Elanee’s figure only increasing her breast size while adding a little more of a muscular physique to her frame. Finishing with giving her a Drow priestess ensemble she adds a set of diamond earrings and some rings on her fingers. Lalandra looks to the necklace wrap to Elanee’s neck and goes to remove the necklace to replace it when Elanee stops her hand

“Could I keep this on with how you are changing me, it was a gift” Elanee asks and smiling Lalandra nodded, proceeding to the clothing Lalandra fabricated boots and gloves of a deep red color. Then looks to the torso, giving Elanee a silk blood red dress that hugs to her figure with a reveling slit up one side running up to her hips; giving the dress a glimmering sparkle.

“There you’re done” says Lalandra, having Elanee stand to a mirror given to her she covers her chest.

“I can see through my dress Lalandra” she replies to her a little embarrassed

“That is how the Drow nobility wear them” Lalandra says and feeling very uncomfortable leaving the cave she asks Lalandra for a coat of some sort, reluctantly she obliges conjuring up a unicorn mane fashioned into a short covering wrap and hands it to Elanee.

Elanee emerges from the cave and Rain’s jaw almost hits the dirt, pushing it back up with a bit of a face smacking Straud smirks

“Breath Rain she’s already your wife, didn’t realize she could clean up so good did you” and regaining his morality and senses Rain goes up to her stumbling with any known speech he can muster Rain bears out she look different, ending with it’s a lovely look Rain is then escorted by Lalandra to be worked on himself..

Rain is first given hair the same length as Elanee’s but added a silver toned headband circlet around his forehead, she then changes his hair to have a part also down the middle but folding it over the headband housing a champion messy front bang look. she changes his eyes to a deep green and added a sinister evil look to them and changes Rain’s scar for a dragon tooth looking one to cover one half of his face. scruffy shaven facial growth for ruggedness is added to his face along with a way more toned and muscular look, adding a couple of tattoos down one arm under a silver chain linked vest to cover his torso that was black in color. Matching the vest she gives him a chain linked cape on his back with armored greaves to his feet and plated gloves on his hands. His pants were fashioned black with dagger blades down both legs held with a double buckled belt and a two handed sword sheathed on his back.

He comes out to show off his new look and Elanee stops in mid-sentence to stare upon a most decent creation of lust and desire.

“Here we go again” Straud says shaking his head

“They need to look appealing Straud” Lalandra defends

“Well I must say husband you look good enough to eat” Elanee slithers out with a seductive tone, “Excuse me!” Rain backs up holding an uncomfortable shock

“Isn’t that how the Drow talk” Elanee questions thinking she said it wrong “Straud has been giving me some pointers” Elanee smiles “And speaking of which I was going to ask you what you thought of my look but I already know” she stares at him

“Speech therapy eh?” Rain replied leaning to look at his uncle with an eyebrow raised glare while reevaluating the way he looks “you know it is hot right now, why do you look so cold or is my look chilling to the eyes” Rain grins seeing her breasts getting a little more perky then usual and gasping and what she was showing she covered with the warp and they both turned away from each other

“Now they need names to go with their new looks” Maylor added “As well as a sharp blade to cut the sexual tension growing around here” he whispered under his breath

“Got those covered” said Artanis “there was a couple who was going to the harvest but was killed before they got to the city, the male was Soden and the female was Kityana”

“Kityana, I like that name, it’s pretty” Elanee said

“Soden eh well doesn’t matter to me” Rain replied

“Good then it’s all ready, and remember the time Rain if you start to see regular features coming to the surface you need to recast the spell, understand” Lalandra stated with a nodding from Rain.

They spend a couple of hours before leaving to the location learning how to act more Drow, while Straud and Artanis get the location spot from a nearby known thieves guild.

The city of Shadow well is buried deep underground, requiring port gates to get to. These gates are normal door arches but made out of black glass material crossing at the top that have a constant opening to them and lead to another set of arches on the other side. A second arch set goes in and through the interior of the city, most can be activated by anyone triggering the device, but for higher clearance like to the council chambers, war room or to the private chambers of the Matriarch herself; special privileges are needed. The inner corridors of the city are lined with glossy obsidian stones, every chamber and hall opening has great statues made from marble with their hands extended holding blue balls of light lighting the under city. Every hall and normal room as well as chambers have solid liquid looking crystal pillars that act as support beams as well as décor for the rooms, fine high grade oak wood sheets are in place between the pillars to be as walls and are decorated with paintings of past heroes as well as leaders on the council at the time. Furniture found anywhere is made out of wood or granite stone and beds are laced with sheets of silk and pillows of swan feathers. The blinding elegance hides well the city security as hallways are lined with guards that are of high end training and skill, the port gateways have four guards posted at each one consisting of a mage, a priest and two fighters and skills of the units are based on the level of the gates importance.

Down in a lower level of the city dwells cells for the imprisoned and forgotten, in a cell at the end of the hall Dawn is curled in a ball against the room’s corner. With her knees together she waits trying not to make a sound for the bruises on her brings ever constant pain and dried blood to her face bare the reminder of her not so silent self-earlier on. With the thought of giving the interrogating Drow priestess no information that she wished Dawn holds strong that her still being alive brought a complication and a yet yielding hope that slowly again dissipates.

The door to the cell is opened and with twin guard fighters present at the time Cloud is gripped firmly and thrown inside, cuts on his already bonded arms to his back he lands scraping his face against the cold stone floor, hitting his head against the opposing wall coming to a ferocious stop.

“Cloud” Dawn shrieks and moves to his side, peeling him off the floor and into her pillow like thighs she gazes upon his beaten and sliced chest, and then to his face hosting a swollen left eye and cracked bloody lips.

“Did you tell them anything Dawn?” Cloud asked looking up to her with his one good eye.

“No Cloud, N-nothing” she replied with a whisper to his fragile ears

“Good”, he said with trying to smile a bit stroking her cheek “We have to stay strong, show no signs of breaking down ok” and having tears of sorrow for what might have happen to him Dawn nods holding tight to his broken down body.

“I’m so scared Cloud” she squeaked talking through her broken voice and putting his head against her own he whispers to her

“I know Dawn, but we still have a chance, I mean with Rain’s intelligence and our uncle’s perseverance, and motivation not to mention Maylor’s cunning working for us on the outside, we will be free in no time”

She helps him to lean against the wall and curling up into his chest she closes her eyes with a small ray of hope held tightly in her mind, not really believing in his words however soothing that they were a wave of serious concern and fear floods his face and thoughts. “Have you seen or heard from Cynn or Alisianna Dawn?” he asks and with a shake of her head he leans back his head holding silent concern.

Screams of echoing pain and yells of torturous anguish tunnel to the ears of the pure hearted druid as Alisianna is strapped to a table face up with spider bite marks to her neck and puncture wounds to her arms. Her face and body in similar shape to her comrades but adding to her pain was a dazed state over her face where the whites on her eyes were all that were showing.

Matriarch Sophie enters moments later, and going up to Alisianna’s table side she grabs her chin to grade her condition. Sophie then looks to the reaper looking Drow, hooded to hide away his face in the corner of the room saying nothing that was standing perfectly still.

“Did you use spider venom with the cure vial in behind it?” Sophie asked him

“No your highness she was immune to it giving that she is a druid, so I changed to a man scorpion venom instead” he replied with a scratchy voice

“You Fool! You could’ve killed her, I need her alive….barely but alive, and a dead slaves doesn’t fetch a good price on the market” she snapped

“I assure you my lady I was very careful in the mixture, she is unharmed in terms of resale, just worn thin and starving” he replied with a bow to his loyalty

“Very well, un cuff, disrobe and hang her from the vents” and bowing again he takes out a knife to cut her clothing off, using a key he unlocks the bindings and drags her to the steam vent trap located on the floor, using corroded and rusted heavy course linked chains he wraps up her wrists in them and hoists her in the air exposing all of her body above the vent grate. She was bleeding under her finger nails and at her toes from the heavy stress upon her body from the toxins, doses that were too much for anyone to ever bare and from the savageness came the bursts of blood vessels.

The Matriarch then uses her powers to bring Alisianna back to consciousness Alisianna’s eyes slowly opened hoping that the pain she still felt was from a vivid nightmare, but viewing where she was and her disrobed condition tears run down her face, for the nightmare was indeed real.

“Torture me all you want Matriarch I will reveal nothing to you” Alisianna barked out with resistance housing an already cracked up voice, the Drow Queen looked upon her with minor puzzlement and shaking her head comical laughter came from Sophie’s lips.

“My sweet beauty enhanced, delicate druid; I don’t need any confession from the likes of you, just your suffering in here is enough music to my ears” Sophie moves up putting her face to Alisianna’s and glares to the druid that holds a frightening look back “You see after the untimely death of my highest ranking Captain, Aries. The task of retributive action and punishment for your despising birth into a full blood Drow family fell to my guidance and clarity” Sophie then moves to a walk circling Alisianna “And after I have gotten my fill of the scrumptious sound your screaming lungs will bear, I will then sell off your rusted and desecrated corpse as a slave to another like me” Sophie smiles to conclusion as she lays a gentle kiss to her left cheek, Alisianna holds a stern willed face watching Sophie walk to the door but stopping one more time to turns around, giving her a gentle smile that turns to a gruesome stare Sophie spouts off “And believe you me, after today druid you will know why the Drow are so infamous and feared” then departs from the room leaving to Alisianna’s final sight a lasting sinister smirk from the Queen’s pushed and puckered lips.

The hooded Drow then approaches Alisianna, using a dagger he begins making tiny slotted cuts all over her body that were clean and quick, spaced in length for the maximum amount of pain from her tearing face. Moving to a lever attached to the floor he then pulls it to release engulfing clouds of steam that curled upward surrounding her body brining to it a scolding burn, pulling the lever closed he returns and starts to peel her skin from her body at the cut openings, like tearing wallpaper from the drywall some he rips right off in sections and others he leaves half way finished. Blood fills the open wounds and runs down her body as a blood curdling scream from her mouth fill the Drow’s ears with resonance. He then douses her with another cloud of steam, with the heat creeping deeper to the open skin burning the second and third layers now exposed. Screaming until she loses her voice as he repeats over and over the savage process she cries to him, telling him anything that might cause him to halt his work…but nothing stops his pace.

Strutting her leather boot heels upon the glossy trimmed floor did they echo out striking fear to the captures who rooms she passed, to the end of the hallway she went; to the last door at that contained inside it her most sought after possession and highest prize. Sophie turned the heavy iron handle and upon sight to the inner chamber guard Sophie with a gesture of her hand silently commanded him to guard outside. Sophie closed the door tight as if not to allow even the unwanted entry of air to disturb her as her sights shifted to gaze upon a female Drow cuffed to a strenuous standing pose facing the stone wall.

“And now for you my sweet half-sister, I must say you have caused much grief and huge expenditures of resource toward locating you and your circus roster of freaks” says Sophie delicately hearing sudden screams of Alisianna through even the thick stone walls..

“Where are my companions Sophie” commanded Cynn

“They are getting massages and hot pool baths; you know the royal treatment for guests of your stature, but it will be nothing that you will not be granted, in time; so have no worries about not getting the full package here during your stay, I promise you sister that you will feel the full hospitality of the Drow” The Matriarch stated picking up from a flame engulfed open stove a red hot tipped rod with the Drow symbol of traitor imprinted to it. Sophie then thrusts it to Cynn’s right shoulder branding it deep in her skin with Cynn yelling out in agonizing pain. Sophie takes in the searing sound of her sister’s flesh; Cynn takes only a quick breath as she then receives it again upon the other shoulder blade. Throwing the rod to the floor in the corner of the room Sophie then unravels a heavy leather whip that hung from a hook on the wall, whooshing it around a couple of times Sophie strikes Cynn’s back slicing open her skin having the clothing that Cynn wore pushed deep to the wound.

Holding courage in one hand and valor in the other Cynn makes no sound of crying during the lashes, she closes her eyes to concentrate on controlling the pain. The slices were deep and the heated air in the chamber made them sting with a mountain of ringing discomfort as the cracks from the black lashes came again and again.

“The more you scream dear sister the sooner I will stop” Sophie says continuing

“Forget it Sophie I will not give you what you desire and tact lushes pleasure from” Cynn bulks up enough strength to get out of her lips

“You are a strong one I’ll give you that sister, but not even your strength will save you from me unleashing your worst fear upon you, and unleash it I WILL” Sophie moves up to whisper the words in her ear

“What are you talking about” Cynn interrogated

“The demise of your clan of course but not by my hand by your own” and throwing the whip down Sophie goes to the wall and scrapes some of Cynn’s splattered blood with her finger off the wall, looking to Cynn Sophie licks it off into her own mouth, “Mmmm; strong taste, that will require some work on my part to break that spirit of yours. In so doing I will turn you into my slave and as first act you will return to your clan to massacre them, you will have the mind of a drone but your soul will be under it seeing and feeling everything that will happen, powerless to stop it. And after that I will replay the moment in your head again and again reliving the terrible deed in your life every day until the sheer realization of you not being able to kill me kills you” having tears run down her cheek Cynn tells Sophie to stop the hunt, that she has the prize she wanted.

“I cannot afford to have your clan attack me again and quite possibly take more to their cause” Sophie barks out

“What’s a matter sister don’t trust your leadership skills, enough to keep your people loyal to you” Cynn says smiling as good as she can without it hurting

“Not since I have their minds under my control, it took a while believe me but now they are all mine and with unflinching loyalty” Sophie explains

“That’s why for a long time you haven’t come to the surface to attack personally, you needed the mind link to stay strong so you stay here getting useless lackeys that get you no progress in our capture to do it for you” Cynn solves out loud

“Very good Cynn I’m impressed, and for a while that problem eluded me but now that I have you, with one fell swoop I will take out my problems once and for all” Sophie smiled

“Yeah well mother always said I had all the talent” Cynn interrupted her

“Yes don’t remind me of her useless words” bolted Sophie

“If mother could see you now-

“MOTHER”S DEAD! And died by my hand slitting her throat as she slept as well as my two rival sisters and after long sought after effort our father who I hung, for allowing such a irreparable ingrate of a sister to be born” spattered Sophie in Cynn’s face and being interrupted by the guard outside Sophie addresses the man harshly “What Is It!!?”

“Your highness I just got word that the guests are awaiting your approval to the blood harvest” he stutters

“Very well tell them to be escorted in and screened for identities, I shall be there soon” and turning to Cynn she smiles “well sister this little reunion was nice but it will have to be finished later, I have a ball to host” and leaving Cynn snaps to her

“Our friends will come and if I get free Sophie I swear to you I will strangle the life from your miserable throat until it breaks in my hands”

“Strong words for a rebel but perfect for the closing line of a Drow leader, sister” and she leaves.