Silence and a cry

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If Teep hadn't of tapped Zoey on the shoulder, she would've stayed there staring at the mad scientist approaching the fortress. She nodded at her companion and he stepped forward in front of her. She looked over her shoulder towards the stairs, listening for any signs of her daughter awakening, but was relieved when no sounds were made out.

Zoey snapped her gaze back at the scientist, noticing a purple fluid on the edge of his blade. Lalna noticed where she was looking and smiled. The slight shock in her mind could be read on her face.

"He's not dead yet, but he will be soon", the scientist said mischievously. "I guess magic is useless after all".

Zoey was shocked. 'What did he mean by he's going to die?!'. "What have you done to him?", the young mother questioned, trying to sound relaxed.

"Oh nothing, I've just given him a fate he can't escape." As Lalna spoke these words, memories of the past flew through his head. His first meeting with Zoey, when she left the village, his revenge on Sjin. But one memory stayed out from the others....the rage that came with what Rythian had said. 'Daughter'.

As this thought reached his mind, the cry of an infant shot through the night. Zoey snapped her head around and then looked back at Teep before she walked back inside to grab the child. When Zoey reached the crib the cries stopped and Kryztel stared up at her mother.

After she wrapped her arms around her daughter, Zoey held her close to her chest. When the child had calmed, the mother heard arrows being shot and walked back downstairs, forgetting to put the young one back in her bed.

When the blonde man saw Zoey appear out of the front door, his eyes widened in shock. A child no older than 2 months lay sleeping in, well her mother's arms.

"The child", Lalna started. "She's a half-breed isn't she?".

As the mother looked up at the mad scientist with a face of anger, a flash of dark purple smashed into the side of Lalna, pushing him to the ground.

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