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A sudden rush, as if a strong wind had just blown by, accompanied with what sounded like a long and echoing sigh went through the room. Suddenly the orb began to glow a bloody red color, the white of the marble that the globe was made of and the red of the glow standing out because of the deep contrast. The oddest thing, however, was that the orb was rejecting the youkai Lady's magic.

The orb suddenly stopped glowing, but instead, in the middle of the room, it began to glow, the color still a bloody red. But the faint light quickly took shape, what seemed like a black mist suddenly glowing in bloody crimson swiftly took on form. And as the glow and the black mist slowly faded away stood a person, a youkai judging by the presence she was emitting. Long black hair that fell far behind her on the floor and as her eyes fluttered half-open one could see they were of a bloody crimson. She looked like someone who had abruptly been woken up from deep sleep as she turnedher half-lidded gaze to Tenjou.
"What in all Kainaldia have you done with your hair, Lady Cassanora? And where's Nadil-sama?" She blinked a few times while trying to get used to the light in the room. Then she seemed to notice her mistake. "Oh... you're not the Lady. Why the hell is Nadil-sama sending servants to wake me up?"

The female in front of the youkai Lady blinked at her, seemingly much more awake now. "Nadil-sama... is dead?" Her mouth slowly turned into a smirk and she began chuckling then laughing, a seemingly mocking and malicious sound to her laughter. "Nadil-sama's dead?" She laughed, apperantly having a great time because of these news. Having had her eyes closed and her head slightly tilted down as she laughed she now turned it upwards to meet Tenjou's gaze, a malicious smirk on her lips, her laughter gone. "Long live the great youkai Lord and his foolishness." She smirked, mocking the dead leader.

Her eyes narrowed a litte as she rubbed her ear. The piercing laugh was irratating her ears. "And how did Ojiisan deal with this woman." She just gave a deep sigh, she wanted to know why she laughed at the sound of Nadil dead and why she said 'Long live the great youkai Lord and his foolishness.' but first, she wanted to know who she was.

"No.. He is as dead as he seems.." She would know, she watched him die and his powers, for the most part, reside within her, along with her father's, but thats something else. "You are in My Castle, the new Youkai castle off the coast of the bustling contient knwo as Arnias, though, back in your time, it was as dead as the dragon's should be." Her temper flared at that then subdued. "And you are here because one of my scouts found your orb when he was search the rubble of the old Youkai castle and hence forth, brought you to me."

(( Wheres Mer when I need her.. *waits* ))

This was what Jett hated the most about being the Dragon Lord. The seemingly endless stream of people, each and everyone demanding his immediate attention. Once again the sinsiter thought crept into his mind that he should be cruel, cold, to his subjects, if only to stop the flow of visitors. He should not tolerate this.
But he shoved that thought out of his mind. It disturbed Jett. Something was not....right. But...how could it be wrong? This was his own mind after all. And yet...Jett was never able to shake the persistant idea that something was not right with himself.
Then his attention turned back to Celia. A book written by Cenozura? Oh. The record of the war his 'grandfather' waged against the youkai. A small frown crossed Jett's features.
"That book? It's fairly old, isn't it?....Well.....Fine. Please be careful, though. I do not believe there is another copy of it."

"Opal." She said, in a iciy soft tone. "Hush." Her eyes had moved to look at him and now returned to Jindra. "Nadil died when my father challenged him for the throne and killed him, as I did with my father when I felt suited for the throne." She replyed calmly.