The malicious laughter continued, carried through the air by the sheer force with which it was uttered.
"You thought you could chain me in the Land of the Forgotten, my dear, and you couldnβt have been more wrong." His grip tightens, the acid lessening for a fraction of a second. Instead of the brilliant, burning light his eyes had become, thereβs a moment where he looks more lost than anything.
"Why couldnβt you have justlistened to me when I told you that I was telling the truth?β Instead, sheβd banished him to the Land of the Forgotten, but it had gone wrong. Instead of languishing in his own realm, heβd ended up in the Land of the Cursed, tortured for centuries.
"Because you are a liar," She spat, though her tone lacked it's usual venom, lost in the pain she was suffering as she tugged her arms free from his hold, scrambling backward-- as far away from her madman of a husband as she could find herself.
There was no blood in the spots where his acidic touch had landed on her, but the usually pure white sugar skin was burnt, black and smouldering. It stung-- but she refused to let any sign of weakness in her eyes.
No, in the place of weakness was rage, fire and burning.
"Whether or not you lied that night, youΒ are a liar and a cheat! You never gave me anyΒ reason to believe you, Xibalba, and you deserved to be banished! You deserved to be gone from me!"