Fair.

Polot walked into the cell, how is the spell coming.

Claire looked up from his book, various glyphs and glows charging in the air around him.

“It will take a while, days maybe.”

“You aren’t holding out on me are you?” Polot looked over to his wife. “Yami, do i-”

“NO DONT!” Claire started to cry again “I’m going as fast as I can please believe me, but this spell takes a long time to charge before I can use it, otherwise it just wont do anything.”

Polot could see the honesty in Claire’s face, he was used to pushing people to their limit to get what he wanted and knew Claire could not be pushed any harder. He needed to buy more time.

“Yami… I want you to go and kill Aella and Doll.”

Yami stood up, she knew what was really expected of her. “Yes dear.”

Yami walked over to Polot and embraced him, even though he didn’t react, she convinced herself this moment meant something to him too. Both of Yami’s bodies then left their respective cells and headed for the palace exit.

She would go on to delay the two warriors from getting to the capital, her suicide mission for the man who kept her from the grasp of loneliness.

–

“Aella is with that Doll woman right? How do you know she can beat her?”

“I don’t, I think she is at best an even match for doll, but she doesn’t stand a chance against Aella”

Claire looked up at Polot, “So you just sent your wife to her death to buy yourself more time.”

“I am a man of ambition Claire,” Polot turned to the door as a new guard came into the cell, “I wont be beaten by any warrior, not even the one I love.” at that Polot left.

Claire looked from his new guard to his counterpart on the monitor showing his mothers cell. Polot’s ambition truly was fearsome.