[Teiluj 10]

The deep burning in her side started to grow from the three puncture wounds in her side. Her golden eyes were sunken in, with blood still oozing from the wounds. There was a building pressure in her head that pounded against her skull. Finally in a sitting position, teiluj grabbed her head with her good hand. Leaning forward she spit out a mouthfuls of blood.

Finally managing to make her eyes focus on Lynx Teiluj shifted her body around. Struggling to use just her legs to rise. She couldn't, the pain in her side was dragging her down. " We can't harm her anymore. Like it or not she's still a mystic. Sacred to my mother. If we do anything more, we could start a war. And we don't need another war."

Reaching out to banshee Teiluj struggled with all her might to pull herself up onto Lynx's mount. "We need to tend to those wounds, quickly." Teiluj pressed urgently. She knew from her mother, the sacredness of the mystics. All they could really do was defend themselves. She had been taught by her mother, even wanting to belong with the sisterhood. Her body and gifts had other plans. So she was forced to forsake Aisha.