"I almost said it's nice to see you again Orothus.", Kan'na replied to the skull.
"What is. . . this? I feel. . . my mind is so clear.", Orothus' voice was extraordinarily calm.
"You're in a creation we call a Supercomputer. How does it feel to be capable of calculations that takes hundreds of minds, all in a split moment?"
"It's certainly empowering. If not for it's limitations."
"Safety measures and precautions. I take it you like it?"
"It's. . . something. I must ask though, why?", Orothus could not understand.
"I thought of it to be poetic justice that you, who forced souls under his command, would have his own soul be used. You know, thrill of the hunt sort of deal. You must expect the same thing to happen to you."
"Poetic justice, how. . . fitting of a term."
"You're a lot more calm than I thought. I figured you'd do everything in your might to escape.", Kan'na was shocked herself.
"With this much power? Perhaps not yet.", Orothus held a hint of humor?
