Nosdyn noticed the energy that was cascading from her body randomly. It was a form of resistance, Cerna had told him the horrible things her former master had done to her. She looked quite attractive on her knees like that, but there was time for playing later on once she was freed from her burden. Nosdyn's powerful blue chest rose up and down with each agitated breath, he was concerned profoundly for his wife. He stood right in front of her.

Memories passed through his own mind.

The night he confronted N'Jal herself, the night that she'd smited him with devastating power and he'd survived.

Always a survivor was Nosdyn. He looked at Cerna calmly. He sat down on the ground in front of her, the torn apart and mauled bodies already being fed upon by carrion insects. He looked deeply in her eyes. "I'm here Cerna. I am not afraid." Nosdyn knew the truth, her former master was a fool to attempt something like that on their own turf...