What Morrigan did. Lana's eyes narrowed a bit, settling on the woman in Loghain's arms. What - under any other circumstance - might have been the first thing she'd focused on.
Wary still of some trick, Lana ventured a little closer to Loghain and Morrigan in his grasp. Lifting the other woman's hand, she pulled her small knife. Pricking a finger on the witch, Lana watched the blood drip down the edge of the knife for a moment. Then, without preamble, she sliced that same blade down her scarred palm, having dropped Morrigan's hand.
Her eyes rolled back before going red for a few long, silent moments. Lana let out a heavy breath when she came back to, red fading from her eyes.
Lana sheathed the dagger and focused back on the ghost before her.
Wary still of some trick, Lana ventured a little closer to Loghain and Morrigan in his grasp. Lifting the other woman's hand, she pulled her small knife. Pricking a finger on the witch, Lana watched the blood drip down the edge of the knife for a moment. Then, without preamble, she sliced that same blade down her scarred palm, having dropped Morrigan's hand.
Her eyes rolled back before going red for a few long, silent moments. Lana let out a heavy breath when she came back to, red fading from her eyes.
She'll live.
Lana sheathed the dagger and focused back on the ghost before her.
She's the same one that took your life. Why change that now?Suspicion hung in her tone. Concern and worry that this was some dream she'd soon wake from, or some elaborate trick.
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