“Efreet, Undine, Sylph, Gnome.” Her tone was curt, brooking no disobedience. A call of attendance, if you will, as the Lord of Spirits stood to her full height; gloved hand weighed upon her hip and a gaze that could have burned a hole in the sky.
Voices only she could hear answered, and the god was satisfied at least, though far better would it have been should they have remained in the Spirit World.
“Unfortunate. While it is crucial we all return, if I am to remain at the very least you four could return.” The city surroundings were measurably bleak, reminding her in some light of Elympios, drab skies and stark patches of green.
“Someone will need to provide a large amount of mana, and lesser spirits cannot do so. As it stands, this is unacceptable. I’ll find these scientists again and confront them directly. By force, if necessary.” She was no stranger to using it, even if her heart had been warmed by human companionship, she was still Maxwell above being Milla, and time could not be wasted if her absence was obvious for much longer.
A carmine stare turned expectantly towards the four beings only she could see,.
“Any disagreements? You can certainly claim them but I’m going regardless. Even if it is with this toy.” She raised the wooden blade, lips twisting in a firm sort of frown.
“If a way cannot be found then I will simply make one. Now, onward. Be prepared to lend me your power on every side. We don’t know what awaits us - but my mission is clear.”
We will all return to the Spirit World. We will all return to watch over the two worlds as I promised. If there are obstacles..I will simply cut them down.
#milla maxwell is my queen; #answered; #meme; #and oneo f my strongest muses; #faitukh
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