Not one of the memories the Black Lantern possesses contains an instant of Traya's anger. It was as if she didn't get mad.
Ironically, Jai sees her better now than he did minutes ago.
"What the...hell are you doing...?" he asks, feeling the wind begin to prick, then slash upon his skin. It doesn't hurt so much as surprise him...at first.
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