The side effect of that ability was that Faith did not feel the sorrow for a full trial, having given it to Cren, she was free of it. Padraig, of all the people in the world, knew how much Aeon's death had affected her. The death of a friend combined with being helpless to save him or bring him back, those things had hit her hard, but she had dealt with them as she always did ~ pragmatically, a piece at a time. Each step, she just quietly looked at the emotions she was feeling, she felt them and tried to put them in a place. It left her with a deep sadness at Aeon's death, which under normal circumstances she would have been relieved to have been rid of for a trial. However, right now she had other things on her mind.
She used the ability and the man she used it on started to cry, to sob. The sorrow her felt, her sorrow, overwhelmed him and he became unhinged. Faith watched, frozen for a moment as he descended into some sort of hallucination. It was ironic that she felt compassion for him in that moment. Having hallucinated Alexander himself over the time since she'd been kidnapped, Faith felt her heart go out to the man who she had harmed in this way, but he had brought it on himself. They were attacking a pregnant woman, threatening her and taking her to a man who wanted to turn her baby into an undead thrall so that it could eat it's way out of her. So fear and common sense won, but as the man called Cren was lost in his own internal reverie of hate and pain and self loathing, Faith watched, wide eyed as he took his own life.
Then, as she struggled to get up, one of the other men pushed the body on to her and Faith turned, twisting on to her side in order to protect her child. If the weight of the man landed on her, he might harm the baby, she knew, so she turned, sticking her elbow up. The purpose of doing that was so that she would have leverage to get him off her in a moment.If she was still on her back, he might harm Bun but might also pin her. She was strong, there was no doubting that she was stronger than she looked, but still. There was only so far that went and leverage was an issue for her.
So, she turned and she tried to give herself as much leverage as she could. As she did, as she turned she kicked, hard at the man who had pushed Cren's body on to her. Her aim was a sudden, sharp kick to the groin, figuring that she'd used a number of abilities on them and now might be a time to remind them that, actually, she could fight damn well. "THERE ARE TWO OF THEM LEFT IN HERE!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. She didn't need to do that, she and Padraig could share telepathic communication, but that wasn't the point. They were unnerved. "THEY ARE WORKING FOR ALEXANDER!" Let them be unnerved. "ONE IS CALLED STIG." Faith yelled, knowing that Padraig could hear her, and that the two of them in here could too. She worked to get out from underneath the body of Cren, with the aim of continuing to fight as much as she could.
She used the ability and the man she used it on started to cry, to sob. The sorrow her felt, her sorrow, overwhelmed him and he became unhinged. Faith watched, frozen for a moment as he descended into some sort of hallucination. It was ironic that she felt compassion for him in that moment. Having hallucinated Alexander himself over the time since she'd been kidnapped, Faith felt her heart go out to the man who she had harmed in this way, but he had brought it on himself. They were attacking a pregnant woman, threatening her and taking her to a man who wanted to turn her baby into an undead thrall so that it could eat it's way out of her. So fear and common sense won, but as the man called Cren was lost in his own internal reverie of hate and pain and self loathing, Faith watched, wide eyed as he took his own life.
Then, as she struggled to get up, one of the other men pushed the body on to her and Faith turned, twisting on to her side in order to protect her child. If the weight of the man landed on her, he might harm the baby, she knew, so she turned, sticking her elbow up. The purpose of doing that was so that she would have leverage to get him off her in a moment.If she was still on her back, he might harm Bun but might also pin her. She was strong, there was no doubting that she was stronger than she looked, but still. There was only so far that went and leverage was an issue for her.
So, she turned and she tried to give herself as much leverage as she could. As she did, as she turned she kicked, hard at the man who had pushed Cren's body on to her. Her aim was a sudden, sharp kick to the groin, figuring that she'd used a number of abilities on them and now might be a time to remind them that, actually, she could fight damn well. "THERE ARE TWO OF THEM LEFT IN HERE!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. She didn't need to do that, she and Padraig could share telepathic communication, but that wasn't the point. They were unnerved. "THEY ARE WORKING FOR ALEXANDER!" Let them be unnerved. "ONE IS CALLED STIG." Faith yelled, knowing that Padraig could hear her, and that the two of them in here could too. She worked to get out from underneath the body of Cren, with the aim of continuing to fight as much as she could.