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Lilith felt the device slowly move away from the base of her skull, giving her a brief respite, it was all too short-lived though. Her captor’s gloved hand grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him, he appeared to be middle-aged, with a clean-shaven face and a squared jawline, he had slicked back medium-length dark hair that was beginning to grey, glowing yellow eyes and had rounded ears. He looked human, but his eyes and smile said otherwise: they were feral and animalistic. The way he looked and grinned at her was similar to how a predatory beast would look at its prey, it was almost as if his body wasn’t his own but rather an outfit that he was wearing. “Now what would a pretty little thing like you doing here?” this Master character taunted, she found every word that he spoke unsettling. “What is a human doing on the boiling isles?” her retort seemed to have upset him as his pleased look was quickly replaced with indignant rage, the hand that held her chin would let suddenly

As Lilith helped Edalyn get her faculties together, she looked at Eda’s dislocated arm: while she wasn’t the least bit squeamish, seeing it did make her uncomfortable though. The discomfort was made worse when she decided to pop it back into place, just thinking about it made her shoulder hurt and reminded her of the one time when she had dislocated her shoulder during a grugby game and thought it a good idea to reset it mid-game, oh boy did that hurt like the devil. “Are you sure you want to do this Edalyn, you do know there is a chance that you’d only make it worse?” “Chance, schmance Lily. I’d like to be able to use both my arms when dealing with the Cybermen,” Edalyn said just before she reset her shoulder, the act of doing so made her wince: how she was not shouting every obscenity known to Witchkind from the top of her lungs was beyond her. “Much better, handling magic and explosives is so much easier with two hands instead of just one, wouldn’t you agree?” Lilith shot her

Of all the things to have happened to Eda, sudden non-consensual strangling via Abomination goo was definitely one of the things she did not expect to happen to her. She did her best to brace for impact as she and Lilith were being dragged down into the sewers, the landing knocked Lilith out cold while it almost knocked all the wind out of her. All of a sudden she was thrown against one of the sewer walls, she collided shoulder first and felt a pop followed by excruciating pain in her dominant shoulder, any attempts to move her arm were in complete vain. A sense of dread kicked as she realized that her arm was dislocated, what made matters worse was that Lilith was unconscious and she was also separated from her Palisman Owlbert when she and Lilith were grabbed. Her distress would only worsen when she heard what her attacker sounded like, it was cold monotone and devoid of all emotion. “Intruders detected: detain and apprehend for immediate Cyber-conversion.” Out from the shadow

Lilith’s thoughts were transfixed on these Cybermen, she pondered on just how dreadful they were. In her mind, she pictured something akin to suits of knights' armour or a coven scout captain with visible brains encased in glass. The thought of what they might look like sent chills down her spine that would haunt her into her very dreams. She began to have a nightmare, she was strapped to a table and surrounded by emotionless metal figures, all of them operating on her, she watched in terror as they slowly and methodically dissected her without any anesthetic to numb the pain. She felt a scalpel pierce her chest before gliding the blade down to her stomach. In horror, she watched as they cut away and removed the natural flesh of her internal organs replacing them with the synthetic artificiality of replacement parts, she screams and cries in protest only to have a cold hand tightly grip her throat while another forces her head to the table while another pair of hands go in to remove

“It’s not fair damn it, it's just not fair!” Eda cursed out loud, desperately trying to choke back her tears, while preventing Owl beast from rearing its ugly head. She could feel the beast scratching and clawing its way to the surface, desperately wanting to manifest itself. After Raine left, she thought that she had found love again and that things would be better. Oh, how wrong she was, in that brief moment of new-found happiness she had, fate had shown its dark hand and twisted the knife in her heart as it ripped that hope away. “I’m sorry, but there was nothing I could have done to prevent it from happening,” Eda turned her head to see the man who said that: he looked like a human in their early to mid-thirties, and his face was long and sharp-featured with an aristocratic-looking nose which was softened by a mass of dark brown hair, and his eyes were a soft blue, he was clad in a velvet frock coat coloured forest green, a white wing-tipped dress shirt and green high trousers. It