Powerless

Balar gave a firm nod and ordered the others out. Before leaving himself he turned to Cali.

"We are right outside of the matter requires a blade I still wield one worthy of the task." he gave a meaningful glance towards Hofund, the sword of a god and he now knew it also to be the prison of that same god.

He turned to Luna then, "Girl you stay if you wish but you obey Cali in this matter. It is a dark business and any interference could cost Dyvia her life." He reached over and grasped her forearm lightly to soften the blow of his words. Then with a nod he moved away to await the dread moment of this.. birth.

Tiella stood at his side pale faced and angry. "If I had the dagger I might have done something." she hissed.

"You did do something, you raised the alarm." he placated.

"The work of a child and now I stand her helpless... useless... powerless." she spat each word into the darkness and then turn and fled into the night, her eyes filling with tears.