“Revenge?” Joshua questioned, a laugh following the inquiry as if she merely didn’t understand. “Oh Faira, that isn’t it at all. Yes, she wronged me. Yes, she opened my eyes to the possibility of eternal youth… but she had no influence on my little hobby. I merely enjoy collecting power and interesting things, be it living or not. I never meant for anyone to die though, it’s a waste, death is almost inescapable though and thus some do die in my home. They chose to fight their way to freedom…” he replied, smirking devilishly. He hardly flinched at Adrian’s threat, looking the incoming fireball dead on. Right before it reached him though he raised a hand out to it, closing it into a fist, and with that the projectile was extinguished. “Nice try little devil.” He chuckles before turning back to Faira.
“-and no, I don’t plan on killing you. You have until the clock strikes midnight tomorrow, a total of 34 hours. If you don’t get out then you will eternally stay here, part of my collection… not quite like Alexandra there. She still has a will, her insanity keeps me out, but she’s the only one.” He smirks.
Rosaline looked up at him, struggling to her feet. She was drained from how much she had used her magic, ever since his curse on her she had limits on how much energy she could use. The nebula’s knees were cracked, small fractures running over the porcelain. There were even some on her hands. He had pushed her with more strength than she had thought he had.
The nebula and Joshua’s attention turned though when the familiar form of Marianne appeared. Rosaline looked a little confused by her words, slipping back to her knees as her legs gave out again. Joshua looked a little bothered though, but not too much. “Marianne? Does it look like I’m hiding? I have no reason to hide, you cannot kill me. You failed to collect my soul… was it four years ago, what makes you think you can now?” Joshua taunts, though he never went any closer. He wasn’t about to risk it quite yet.
Rosaline suddenly seems to understand, her gaze turning from the dark haired woman to the man on the stairs. “Now I understand. You delved into the dark arts, magic you were never supposed to touch… magic that comes at a hefty price. It might have given you youth but it has twisted your mind, corrupted the humanity in your soul.” She says, looking a little angered.
“Did you not do the same Rosaline? You gave up your human body and so much more for ‘immortality’.” He replies. “I paid my price… it did not come cheap, but you did not.” Rose snaps back, once again trying to stand though it seemed she was still having trouble.
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