Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190117232435/@comment-7262318-20190122204815

"I bereaved her of nothing," Delusul said. "If you wish to know, it was I who actually retrieved her from her suffering. Had it not been for me, she would have worked herself to death in these mines."

"Was that out of the goodness of your heart? Or was she just another experiment..." Torus asked.

"A little of both. I figured I could use a student. And what better place to start looking for a student to teach about madness and human nature, than a girl who had never been taught anything other than pickaxe swinging and starving at night?" Delusul said.

Shrava simply quivered in his arms. She had no clue what was happening.

"Now... onto more pressing matters..." Delusul said, snapping his fingers.

In a blinding white flash, the group was no longer captured in Shrava's dreamscape. Instead, they were back on Cyrodilic ground. Shrava, previously appearing to be dead, was now slowly moving her arms, struggling to stand.

"See? Easy stuff. You put her nightmare to an end, and she's back to normal... no need for the anger," He beamed.