[Easily lost in the crowd is a tiny figure. When her features come into view, she looks remarkably out of place. Small and weak looking, the type who looks like she could just be snapped over someone's knee, she SHOULD be afraid in a crowd of such powerful looking people, with so many of them being her enemy.

Instead, she's laughing. Laughing with a wide, wild grin on her face. She looks around at the unfamiliar faces of the Pleroma with bloodlust in her eyes. She doesn't seem to concerned for her safety at all. If anything, she seems to be all too eager.]

Yes. Yes. Finally. FINALLY! I've held myself back for so long. And now.....

[She instantly turns to the Regent, lowering her head in an act of deference she would show no one else.]

I will trim as many 'vines' as you wish. Just say the word, and I will follow any command you give me.

[And then, she turns towards the gathered Pleroma.]

And as for you, rebels, if you try and stop me, I'll kill you. Don't worry, I'll spare your shard. What happens to it isn't my choice to make, after all.