[HAWI]
They should have portaled… They could have… but that was never a choice.
And even if they didn't portal, the road to Sicario was a day long.
But fourteen days later, they were still on the road to Sicario.
Rukiya, Mbali, Malika, and Elodie had tried reaching out to her, but she was a shell, a mask of what had once been. She was a vessel, one that was always so empty. But this time, she was a vessel of pure rage.
She was what the horror stories talked about. She was the kind of evil that the world was scared to face. They were her friends and even they were scared of her. She was what many would call the great evil.
But she called herself her mother's daughter, her brother's sister, and better, her father's daughter. She was what had remained of the Sicario household. She was the face that had been banished more than once by many.
