[She keeps pacing calmly towards the screeching being, its cries barely intelligible. Is it really voicing its hunger, or is it begging for release?]
When Terra was still known as Earth, according proper respect to the dead is part of the duty that religion fulfills for the people. Secular as you are - please allow me to take care of this. That body needs not be desecrated any further than it already has been.
[She'll finally stop half a dozen feet away, directly in front of the decaying woman. Raising one empty hand, she will draw a cross in thin air, though white lines will somehow remain visible to the naked eye as she closes her eyes and quietly begins to chant in Latin.
The tone is solemn and soft. Even if it's out in the streets filled with the stench of blood and decay, this would still instill a ceremonious sense of peace to those whose ears it may reach. The prayer in question is a Ten-Count Aria, shortened to Five in accordance to the situation at hand. The farther she got, the brighter the cross that bound Dakki became, until eventually, the body is almost entirely swallowed by light. She won't even feel pain; just a numbing of her remaining senses while everything seems to grow lighter, in terms of weight. And towards the end...]
Kyrie eleison. Amen.
[A final flash and the whole body vanishes in one single instant, turned to ash that's just as quickly blown away by the evening breeze. Finally lowering her hand, she dismisses all 4 Keys in one gesture, turning the blades back to the Bible pages that they were originally created from. Only then do her shoulders slump a little and she turns around. With the lingering afterglows fading fast, there soon won't be a single trace remaining here, of what's just happened mere moments ago.
All that's left now is to hear from Garviel; she's done what she has been asked of.]
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When Terra was still known as Earth, according proper respect to the dead is part of the duty that religion fulfills for the people. Secular as you are - please allow me to take care of this. That body needs not be desecrated any further than it already has been.
[She'll finally stop half a dozen feet away, directly in front of the decaying woman. Raising one empty hand, she will draw a cross in thin air, though white lines will somehow remain visible to the naked eye as she closes her eyes and quietly begins to chant in Latin.
The tone is solemn and soft. Even if it's out in the streets filled with the stench of blood and decay, this would still instill a ceremonious sense of peace to those whose ears it may reach. The prayer in question is a Ten-Count Aria, shortened to Five in accordance to the situation at hand. The farther she got, the brighter the cross that bound Dakki became, until eventually, the body is almost entirely swallowed by light. She won't even feel pain; just a numbing of her remaining senses while everything seems to grow lighter, in terms of weight. And towards the end...]
Kyrie eleison. Amen.
[A final flash and the whole body vanishes in one single instant, turned to ash that's just as quickly blown away by the evening breeze. Finally lowering her hand, she dismisses all 4 Keys in one gesture, turning the blades back to the Bible pages that they were originally created from. Only then do her shoulders slump a little and she turns around. With the lingering afterglows fading fast, there soon won't be a single trace remaining here, of what's just happened mere moments ago.
All that's left now is to hear from Garviel; she's done what she has been asked of.]