"It may be time for your studies to be put to the test..."

Her countenance becomes dour for a moment as she briskly paces the room before gazing into the mirror at herself. She grips her curls dangling in her face then wraps a white silk band binding it out of he way. "I had wished not to tangle in the realm of magic and demons, if my generals had been wiser they would've pulled back before the slaughter on the Woek River." Stepping away she presses a hand to her pale cheeks then makes her way to the door. "Follow Esteban, I must head down to my laboratory if we are to have any chance of surviving."