I tried to get through to you

[archboxer]

[You know what that was? A fiasco. That was an utter fiasco. Three more people gone on a chance that may not happen! This is horrible. Even if some people dislike her, Rhea... is up to the challenge once more. This time she does it nearly herself: writing out the invitations, ordering the food and telling everyone to meet at the bar. In Ema's honor, of course.

She hands out the invitations herself and if she can't find you, she'll slide yours under your door.]

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[archboxer]

She was and even if she was not... She created my kind. She was, after all, a goddess.

[emberserker]

So she could undo what happened to you all?

[archboxer]

Yes. At the very least, she could create more Nabataens. We are born from her blood.

[emberserker]

That explains a lot of things. ...You're lucky, you know, to have something like that to work towards.

[archboxer]

I would be far luckier not to have to. ...I did tell you about Nemesis, the human who had obtained great strength. He gained that by slaying Mother.

[emberserker]

He took everything from you, and you need to undo it.

[She nods like she understands, and she tenses while Rhea presses the blood into her wound.]

Of course.

[archboxer]

Yes. Even if he is remembered as a foul man that will not undo his deeds. That I will do myself.

[She lifts the towel to pour more blood on it then presses it back against Anna's skin.]

[emberserker]

[Anna winces, but remains standing where she is.]

We'll need to get out of this deathtrap, of course. But I understand -- I've got something to fix, too.

[archboxer]

Be careful about it. You are much younger than I.