Her fingers twitched, palm opening and extending as she wiggled her fingers, a quiet wave of greeting to Valkyrie as she lurked in the shadows of a nearby tree. She had been following her now for more than a mile, quiet and lurking as she watched her. Her face was a blanket of calm as she approached Valkyrie. Other people would have been angry at her but Cass? Cass understood.

The creature, woman, who attacked her was not Valkyrie. The creature who took away her choice, her conscience and turned her against everything she believed in? Was not Valkyrie. And yet Valkyrie was still not present, she felt... guilty perhaps? Nervous. Hn, she would find out. She would talk and Cassandra hated talking.