"No, General. I did not." Naida's face was downcast, and disappointment filled her entire body.
The woman sighed, and pointed a finger at the hologram of Cherie.
"You realize. That boy. Is the only chance we have to learn more about what exactly happened with this girl. He was the last to see her before she entered their clutches." Naida nodded silently as the general continued to berate her.
Cherie was far taller now, it appeared as though she had grown enough for a few years, rather than the few months that the two had been separated.
The innocent kind expression was gone, and in its place was a face that was filled with pure rage.
A pair of fierce horns spiked up from either side of her head and long claws tipped each of her hands.
Her open mouth revealed sharp fangs that had replaced her teeth.
