Wrath does not have the opportunity to answer her before something shifts. It's enough to draw his attention from his search, rifling through paper in the water. His gaze sharpens, recognizing something about the change while it is wholly unfamiliar in many other ways.
A curse, an entity within her... triggered by her fear. The ship itself appears to have some psychic effect over those who go near to it, but Wrath's mental wards means it has little affect over him.
The curse and entity within her appear to be one and the same.
He steps away from the desk, and then speaks, voice laced with magical command (the kind only a Prince of Hell can wield). "Return." It isn't meant to control but is more of a mental shove in hopes of pulling her out of the place she has been shoved into.
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A curse, an entity within her... triggered by her fear. The ship itself appears to have some psychic effect over those who go near to it, but Wrath's mental wards means it has little affect over him.
The curse and entity within her appear to be one and the same.
He steps away from the desk, and then speaks, voice laced with magical command (the kind only a Prince of Hell can wield). "Return." It isn't meant to control but is more of a mental shove in hopes of pulling her out of the place she has been shoved into.