Mila
Congratulations!
Your Law Egg of Rage has advanced to peak grade.
Your soul is affected by your understanding of Laws.
Spirit +32, Soul +16
Mila stripped Omalia and threw both her body and artifacts into the subspace of the Left Hand of the Runescribe, a subspace she distractedly noted was at this point half full.
Isaiah's situation reminded her too much of her life on Earth, and rage, which she hadn't realized she'd been unconsciously keeping in check, seemed ready to boil over.
"Aaahhhh!!!!" Mila stood up and screamed out loud. Then, instead of making a plan or moving away from the place where space mages might be able to track her, she sat back down and leaned her back against the wall, starting to cry.
Nana Xara waited several minutes and, when she did speak, her voice was more neutral than normal, less jovial. "Do you want to talk about it?"
