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The Wen moved smoothly, with Crane at the 'wheel' within the pewter silver Wen as they chugged along. Out of habit alone as they moved over ruined buildings and passed wrecked cars her power went to work due to being a habit she never could break. Seemingly like a wave of a sort buildings were repaired and cars undamaged as they drove past.

Coasting smoothly to a halt hoewever Crane felt something off, something felt wrong. Myrkul had said it itself, she wasnt tied doew to the rules of what it called aetherkind, she was a Goddess after all. no rules, Just herself, her wen, and Rick.

Oh no Rick! her mind went to thinking, was Rick safe ? yeah, when she left him at her home he was. Was he still there ?

It didnt matter, mere thought of Rick made her smile, he was safe.

But the same couldnt be said for herself! Out of nowhere she heard voices, stepping from the Wen as the driverside 'door' faded open allowing her to exit smoothly she looked around the street. Where were the voices coming from ? the Wen seemed to cower slightly behind her as her sword faded into her hand as she looked around for the owner of the voices.

"Who is there ?" Crane called out, her melodic voice, now amplified by her newfound power, had a rather commanding tone to it. Her armor fading onto her body without a sound, the pearlgreen and black steel meshed seemingly into her body without a sound or sign of pain or blood.