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Once all the souls of the children were gone, there was a long, perpetual silence, Elayne could hardly take it.
She continued weeping even as they went away, her hands over her large head.
Sometimes, she simply couldn't understand the cruelty of this world.
To deny the life to these little children, just a few years old, some only months old… To kill them before they could even grow up.
As Mark and Lily slowly flew to her side, and as the Dream Cloud approached her, Elayne's continued crying, uncontrollably.
Amidst this feeling of desperation, of frustration that she couldn't do anything for these children…
A new resolve started to build up within the depths of her very heart.
"Those bastards…"
Her draconic fury started growing stronger.
"I'll kill them all…"
Her aura started growing more draconic, almighty.
"I'll avenge the children… all those people you've slaughtered…"
Her eyes grew red with anger…
"One day… The Black Hand will be no more."
