Alice's question seemed almost non-existent, as he was too focused on the situation before him. Once he came to the platform, he quickly climbed up, reaching the top in almost no time at all. "Emaria, what-" The moment he reached the top, her eyes snapped open, revealing her black eyes and her white slit eyes that were now as narrow as a blade's edge. Every muscle in her body tensed up, and like a viper, her head shot out at him. The move was so quick, so unexpected, Shovoroth had no time to react. Emaria's jaw latched onto his neck, her teeth sinking in deep and drawing blood instantly. He roared in pain at the attack. Every move he made to break free of her grip failed, as each move he made, her bite only tightened on his neck. Suddenly her head withdrew. He looked at her, to find her standing on her feet, looking at him through horrified eyes. She shrieked away from him slightly. "Shovoroth," she spoke, voice nearly trembling, "Grixis, the Oversoul! I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself!" "It's okay. It's over, you didn't mean too." He replied. But everything wasn't okay. If anything, her situation was getting worse. She had moments where she would become angry, but she would always snap out of it. But this? Whatever battle she was fighting within herself, she was losing. He went over to her side, and laid there with her, draping his wing over her. "It's going to be okay."