The First Assignment, Part 3
Svetlana was disappointed in how rapidly Elora was losing her composure. This was all a Centurion could offer in an existential crisis?
"Pull yourself together, Centurion. Watchman. Stay in that corner. Will decide what do after." Svetlana ordered, pointing at a far corner of the Church, near the door.
Gordon glared at Svetlana for a long moment, but she was still a rusalki so he didn't want to test her temper. Elora collapsed and began breathing heavily as soon as Gordon was in the corner.
"We're doomed." She whispered over and over, ignoring Svetlana.
"Jackson. Am taking charge of situation. Status of your barrier?" Svetlana stated.
"Still holding. The Church's own barrier collapsed a few minutes after he killed the Priest." Jackson said, looking at Elora. "Will she be okay?"
"She discover fairy tale is real." Svetlana was slightly annoyed. "Waste no more time. Only Goddess can fix problem."
Svetlana paced, despite her confident facade. There was no guarantee Eigengrau would actually answer her summons, even in the face of the threat. Any ritual was pointless, so she decided to do it in the most simple manner possible. She would deal with any consequences.
"Lady Eigengrau!" Svetlana shouted, looking up at the ceiling. "We, the Spiritual Garrison, request your aid!"
For a moment that felt far too long, nothing happened. Svetlana was prepared for this possibility, and looked saddened. But then a freezing fog began creeping down the stairs and cross the floor. Immediately, she reacted and shouted for everybody to stop touching the floor. Jackson hauled Elora onto a bench and Gordon curled his legs up onto a chair. In a moment none of them would ever forget, Eigengrau simply willed herself into existence in the centre of the Church.
Eigengrau looked around. Her expressionless face betrayed nothing as to what she was feeling or thinking, and her very presence felt wrong. Seeing Svetlana, she walked up to her, her bare feet leaving patches of frost on the floor. For a brief minute she looked at Svetlana, towering over the rusalki. Svetlana for her part was defiant in the face of an inscrutable God and simply gestured around, before speaking.
"Прошу прощения, Эйгенграу." Svetlana stated. "Решение этой проблемы находится далеко за пределами наших возможностей."
To Svetlana's surprise, Eigengrau responded.
"Yes." Eigengrau replied, before heading for the door. Instead of opening the door, she simply walked through it, leaving no trace she was there.
"What did you say to her?" Jackson whispered to Svetlana.
"My command of Gilnan is... not the best. So I tell to her we cannot solve." Svetlana knew she was still not very good at human speech, so she had opted to speak in Rus to Eigengrau.
"What now?" He asked.
"We wait." Svetlana stated.