Reala, driven by an insatiable desire for Gray's blood, advanced through the cave with single-minded determination. The ethereal grace of her movements, a characteristic trait of her banshee lineage, made it seem as though she glided above the ground, a ghostly figure driven by obsession. Her focus was so intense that she remained oblivious to the avatars of Henry, the Calamity, that trailed silently behind her, their presence an ominous sign of the danger that lurked within the cave.
Convinced of her plan's success, Reala's mind was consumed with visions of claiming Gray's blood for herself. The thought of its taste, its power, filled her with a hunger that overshadowed all else. She was certain that within the cave's confines, away from the eyes of the other leaders, she could claim her prize without interference.
