Pixie grimaces. "You don't need to worry about being yourself."

"Oh, for the hate of the eternal hells. . ." it hisses. "You needn't be so afraid of what the shadow is, mortal. Learn to fear what crushes you, and you will grow tolerant."

she hisses out swiping a clawed hand around where the sound was.

"I dont want to hurt anyone..." I say sighing and distinguishing the flame before drawing a smoke panther like the one I drew when chilling with Latan.

Your hand connects with something very cold, and you're dropped.

"You will muster the courage to attack, but you still refuse to see."

"And you haven't, have you?" Pixie asks. "At least, not too badly."

she growled her eyes flashed open.

I look at her and shrug finishing the panther, I stared at it sadly "he was my friend..." I grumble lowly, I make a orange flame and light up the panther. I sigh and put my head in my hand. "I have only used it for travel... And shielding... When Not-Luca tried killing Sibnele..." I say flinching and looking at the bandage that wrapped around my torso in worry, the pain had subsided but it still hurt to breath at times.

"Hee hee, there you go," it hisses in delight. What the heck happened to Sibnele with that soul?!

she pulled away scared was it her again!? was sinble gone?