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Satisfaction of doing some damage rippled through the woman as the vines forced the power through her body and into that of her sword. Her attention turned from the Shinobi onto the remaining miscreants, at least some would turn. The intentions of the Shinobi were clear, and with that in mind she had to watch two enemies. The clarity that developed about the Shinobi and his intentions to allow this evil to continue caused Krael to despise the man upon first sight.
Sword held with a form of tenderness in one hand she continued on her way. Focusing the whelps as the Chaotic energy chased the laughing creatures, moving to engulf them and turn them into sustenance for her father.
The rest of the darklings blew raspberries at her as they disappeared. They were only sustenance for one being, and her father was not it. Meanwhile loud laughter echoed from Zarrel as he stepped through the umbra back to his own throne. There would be time for this later.