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"Korred transportation," Kitaria said. "All we need to do is make it to the Tree of Life. From there one of the Fir Darrigs can take us back."

She peeked around the corner and, finding he way clear, began to lead Po-ar through the halls and out of Aled's palace.
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Fir sighed. "Honestly, the best we can give Kit is transportation. Right now there's few willing to help the woman and definatly none who are strong enough to offer some kind of aid are willing to."

"It's how I came here," Kitaria pointed out. "I do not telport, Po-ar. I walk or use Korred transportaion."

Kitaria did as she was instructed and eyed the scientist suspiciously.

"Where is Aled?"

"Walk with us," Kitaria instructed with the voice of one that gave commands often and expected them to be obeyed. "And explain."

"Does he fight with just ki or can he also use other weapons?" Kitaria asked.

Kitaria nodded. "Good to know. How likely is it that he will come after Po-ar?"

Kaguyo wept bitterly, grabbing a robe first. The entire time, her eyes rested on Ainsu.
She smiled sadly at him, biting her lips. She wanted to reach out to him, to heal him, to kill them both...
But she had no choice.
**Aishiteru, Su-kun. I'll return to you one day. I'm sorry my love. I really am.**
The smile quickly vanished however to bitter pain and loss, wrapping the robe tightly around herself before entering the portal.
She had no words to say to either of them, not one.

"Well hurry then." Morrigan insisted, "I'd go myself if I could! Please, we need to get him back here---do you understand how vital it is that we have someone who can teleport?!!"
She was panicking? No, no... Morrigan should've been more collected.
Something was seriously wrong and bothering her if she was losing control.

Kaguyo didn't answer. She had a different look and feel to her now; well actually, it was quite familiar.
She was ice and wind, distant, cold, and intangible. She wouldn't speak.
She would keep that image of Ainsu firmly in her heart for the day the cuffs came off. When that came, she would unleash the full fury of Tarnb-jin winters on his heartless a**.
She wouldn't look at him, either, even if their eyes did catch every once in a while. She was bitter, venomous, absolutely shut down.
She wouldn't let him affect her spirit any further than he already had. She wanted revenge, she wanted justice.
But who could blame him after all, after everything she did?
"You didn't have to do that!" she shouted angrily, picking up one of the chairs and whipping it across the room. Even with the cuffs, the woman was by no means weak; the chair splintered off the wall. "You didn't have to do that!!"
She started grabbing whatever she could, simply going on a rampage. Regardless of whether or not she threw anything at him, she was too distraught to have good aim; the closest was a bottle of wine that whizzed by his ear.
Close one, that.
"How could you!?" she started crying again, "How can I love someone without a heart?!"
She was frustrated and furious, confused and deeply wounded. He had found her weakness and exploited it mercilessly---he had hit the mark without effort.
She grieved openly, breaking more things off the floor, not caring whether or not she stepped on the glass. She didn't feel anything. No physical pain she felt could outshine her sorrow; her wounds would never heal...
"Why....why?!!" she kept asking, her voice hardly above a whisper, sinking onto the loveseat. "Oh Aled, why...?"
She lowered her head to her knees, holding her temples as she cried.