"How could you.. how could you!" [i]Athena raised her fist, the pale hand hovering above the being's head, albeit it froze into place. Athena's eyes would meet the being's face, the shining blue color now a ghastly light grey and cyan. She would lower her fist, her other arm still wrapped around the Hunter.[/i] "He was my Hunter, my salvation.. our hope against the coming storm, our savior against the bounding arc.. ...now cursed to a weaker form, now nothing against surrounding dark." [i]Athena's twisted rhyme would end with those two words, as she swallowed a little, lowering her hooded head in silence, white-cyan hair hiding away the sides of her face in light curls.[/i] "...and what of me, then? Why have you not rendered me to such a state?"