Divergent

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Five days since the violet bird had seen the golden peacock, she has been adventuring ever since. Finding dungeons and destroying them with little to no effort, releasing the shadow in the magic kept inside of the dungeons and set free to engulf the land back with its beautiful magic.

She was used to the silence, at least she always had been. But her heart felt a little unsteady and she couldn't justify why. Why she felt as if she had lost something important to her, that she is missing something she needs.

Xayah unrelantlessly tries to shake off said feeling, it causes her distraction from her main goal. To do everything in her power to win this war for the vastayans and gain freedom, to kill all of those who have brought harm to her and her people.

Looking around she analyzes the area and makes effort to see what's fit for her next plan of attack on this newly formed fortress. Filled with humans that despise all vastayan and will kill her on sight.

Her heartbeat increases slightly when almost seen outside of the area. Xayah knew what she had to do, she had to murder the commander of this fortress or they may come to nearby vastayan areas by his commands and slaughter them, or take them sell them as objects not people.

So as it is her job to protect her people it is her job to be a murder for her people, for the cause, they did this, not her.

The pervious thoughts of her losing something had now disappeared but she knew they would come back over periods of time she spent alone.

Continuing her mission she moved to the front gate of the fortress her feathers armed, the solder only spotted her for a mere second. Once they spotted her the corpses landed on the ground, and feathers recalled to her to make sure they both were dead.

It was very late at night, so there didn't seem to be much people on there posts tonight. She made her way through an external entrance, using the keys she found on one of the dead corpses that lay outside of the doors.

Sneaking through the doors, she found her way into the shadows, her violent instinct to kill anything she saw moved help her stay undercover and move along with the shadow of the night.

She made her way to the main building through deaths and her very sneaky movements. She was basically the perfect assassin, not counting her lack of flying and movement outside of barely flying upwards or backwards.

The dimly lit building made it easy for her to kill multiple guards without getting the slightest bit of attention to herself. Everyone was asleep anyway, so it probably didn't matter too much.

Going to the top floor of the fortress through the stairway was the easiest, but once reaching the top floor she had to make her way to the commanders room.

Xayah saw the lit hallway, no where to hide, she knew whatever that was past here, she would have to get her hands dirty with crimson.

The commanders door was obvious it had two guards stationed at both sides of the door and the appearance of the door was very fancy. Something that displayed royalty, it had feathers on it and she instantly knew.

Vastayan feathers.

Enraged by the thought of how many vastayans he's already murdered she cold bloodily delivered swift deaths to both guards as they landed silently on the ground, violet feathers through their chest.

Once she called back the feathers, she immediately opened the door.

The room was big and spacious, there was a desk with maps and to the looks of it war plans, stuff similar all scattered around the giant room.

She instantly saw the bed of the commander, but was shocked to see that he wasn't in it. But suddenly a voice came from behind her.

"Oh hello, welcome to my home, vastayan scum."

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