Thread: Clash of Outsiders (PsionicCuttlefish & Eternal Thrill)

All Ky wanted, for the moment anyway, was to convince the smug little shit to release her. So she could escape what was coming for her now. Mages were such a bother with their spells though. Her blood almost boiled she was so frustrated. Crushing a small stone that had fallen from one of the walls, she growled. Violet eyes glared at him. Kylyla's tail pulled back with slight whipping sound. How fortunate you're so well prepared little one. She spoke between gritted teeth. Her tail once more wrapped around her thigh and calf. Ky was about to try provoking him again. But she felt the celestial beings approach, long before the halfling. Cringing against the stone wall when he enter. His presence felt like a massive weight pushing against her. Ky hissed under her breath. Trying to shift herself further away. The chains that bound her didn't allow for much. There was no where to escape. All she could do was wait to be struck down. What a time to find yourself unarmed. She couldn't even go out honorably. Staring and watching him with half lidded eyes. Her teeth bared as if that would help. Frighten this archon away. She was ready. Ready for the sword he brandished to run her through. Why was he taking so long though? He was just staring at her with those golden eyes. Was...was he hesitating? Why would he do that? Even the mortals that brought him questioned the heavenly being. Was he just savoring the moment? A smile spread wide across her lips. Revealing the pointed row of teeth behind them. He couldn't kill her. His laws wouldn't allow it. She had yet to bring harm on the mortal plane. Thanks to Deth'Nar, Kylyla never had the chance to act against a mortal. Her body relaxed a little. Not much however, his presence still weighed heavily on her. Even her attempt at charming the halfling, held no malicious intent. Watching with glee, the looks of sheer disappointment take over the features of the adventurers. They couldn't understand why she still lived. Ky laughed, sagging her weak body against the wall. She didn't even care that they spoke like she wasn't present. The smile left her face quickly. Wait, your taking me for a trial!? She asked, suddenly filled with worry. He was taking her to the holy lands to face judgement. They would find anything to persecute her. Her body seemed to dig a little deeper for strength. Pulling against the warded chains. She had to escape, and now. Pushing herself into a crouched position. Black leathery wings lifting from the ground. Now stretching towards the ceiling. He spoke into the holy symbol. No, wait, with every ounce of strength Ky possessed she pulled harder at the chains. I have done nothing, her wings pumped twice trying to create lift. The wind they created picking up and throwing debris from the floor. Her violate eyes glowed with anger, staring daggers at the halfling. If that orc would have stayed instead of you. I could have have charmed his simple brain to free me. She growled the words at the halfling. Then shifted to glare at the orc. Your little brain would have given into the charms easily. You would have released me. Her wings pumped hard in the almost too small space, five more times. Before she finally couldn't fight anymore. The leathery appendages dropped to the floor. In her crouched position her clawed fingers dug into the ground. Tail whipping like an angry cat. Fine, they will find me innocent on all counts anyway. She didn't believe her own words. This was just a last ditch effort to make him change his mind. Watching the archon now, as he finished his chant to take him...them to his home.