Screams echoed from all around, different hues and ghostly hands stretching out towards Ray'ven before a white haired man rose from the ground, his visage seeming as though the gods themselves had crafted each line and contour. "Welcome princess." The husky voice said. Around this man's irises seemed as though souls were swimming in an endless circle. "I've been waiting for you."
Ray'ven gasped, clutching her throat, her eyes wide and panicked as she scrambled away from the unfamiliar man. The last thing she saw was Kowali's horrified expression and feeling the pain of her throat being slit open.
The man stepped forward and caught Ray'ven by the throat. The grip wasn't harsh, but gentle, and he pulled her closer to him. "You do know a God speaks to you, which means you need to answer immediately."
