[ Inancha should have known better than to have a full expectation of what is to come. But it seemed so simple the instant Khara fell to her knees in shame. The sword has been tossed, yet the threat remains. The former Raen looks down upon the woman before her and listens intently, head still tilted and neck still craned. A brow perks when she begins to question to herself what the actual "threat" is. She understood the test as nothing more than what it was: a "test", fully prepared to face that final weight that had been dragging her down. Is it Khara who is the true threat? Or the connection to her? ]
[ Such a strange question to ask herself... But it is brought upon by Khara's remarks. Come to think of it, Jebei had merely advised Inancha of her mission as a way to preserve the Collective and show her strength. Obviously, what lied between her and Khara could be cause for a conflict of interest. ]
[ Inancha stares down at Khara as she lets out a laugh, suggesting a threat of action to her where she clenches at her staff tighter in preparation of fighting back. But still, Khara does not move. No, instead, she uses words and phrases, a suggestion once again that Inancha is not her own. While her expression remains unchanged, there is a very slight, very brief twitch of her right eye. ]
I am...
[ Inancha swallows thickly, not quite understanding the strange fire that has formed in her gut. ]
I am an asset. I am of value.
[ She is needed. The Collective has found use of her and kept her in what she has called home. Jebei is her brother. Raih, her valued teacher. A light begins to glow at the tip of her staff, glowing an array of colors as a spell slowly begins to conjure. But its release is delayed. ]
no subject
[ Such a strange question to ask herself... But it is brought upon by Khara's remarks. Come to think of it, Jebei had merely advised Inancha of her mission as a way to preserve the Collective and show her strength. Obviously, what lied between her and Khara could be cause for a conflict of interest. ]
[ Inancha stares down at Khara as she lets out a laugh, suggesting a threat of action to her where she clenches at her staff tighter in preparation of fighting back. But still, Khara does not move. No, instead, she uses words and phrases, a suggestion once again that Inancha is not her own. While her expression remains unchanged, there is a very slight, very brief twitch of her right eye. ]
I am...
[ Inancha swallows thickly, not quite understanding the strange fire that has formed in her gut. ]
I am an asset. I am of value.
[ She is needed. The Collective has found use of her and kept her in what she has called home. Jebei is her brother. Raih, her valued teacher. A light begins to glow at the tip of her staff, glowing an array of colors as a spell slowly begins to conjure. But its release is delayed. ]
The Collective is where I belong.