
Her brain began to imagine what this beast would look like, whether it had thousands of eyes, legs or something just as creepy. Whatever it looked like it still sounded Dangerous to Assilsa.
“A wailer…”
Assilsa’s voice barely came out as a whisper, beginning to spin her mother’s ring to calm her spinning thoughts, would she actually be able to take on such a beast with such power, would she even be able to help with her limited skills? Honestly Assilsa couldn’t see how they could use her skills in anyway…
Walking with numb legs to the window, she attempted to calm herself more by watching the colour crowd moving bellow. Sounds dulled by the walls of the hostels still registered in Assilsa’s mind, normal chatter filled more of the sounds but one particular noise made the Symenestra cringe, A lyre played terrible, scanning the ground below for the creator of the noise. A monk was the one attempting to play the instrument, however Assilsa noticed this wasn’t the only thing he was attempting to do, Assilsa could only notice this because it was something she was doing herself, He was attempting to look normal, to fit in. Tapping the window Assilsa hissed slightly wondering whether she should mention it.
“A monk? They Have access to everywhere right? What if the wailer was to disguise itself as a monk? Only with second glance you would know something was odd right? Like, um this guy?”
