The Keep

Kali smiled a frightening grin when she saw her sisters troll lover shift into shadow form and Lae’s bloodthirst took over. She stayed, always, in the shadows. Spending more and more time following the two about, studying the little changes in their behaviours before they adapted to their new way of life.

Kali had felt weak compared to her now mighty warlock lover, beating herself up for spending so much time exploring and killing those much weaker than herself instead of challenging herself to grow stronger, but at the sight of Lae and the troll called Jin’zal changing, she once again felt powerful. To control someone without their knowing, to have their personality change while she remains in the shadows, to have them abandon the ideals they once held so close, is to have power.

Indeed, the more out of power she felt of her own relationship, of her own body, the more she craved to control and hold power over others. Grot remained sullen and aloof, killing all those who cross him, no matter where their loyalties lay. Kali’s stomach remained smooth and without child, despite their trying. Even the thrill of battle wasn’t giving her the fulfillment it once did.

But to hold this power over her sister, to know they react to her presence, that was the power she required. Kali’s grin never faded. She knew her presence was felt.