Lailah had stopped trying to keep track of time in the prison realm. It was simply too impractical.
Even counting seconds felt impossibly drawn out. Lailah would try to count to 'one' and sometimes, her brain felt like she had been counting for an hour. Others, it felt like three days.
It made the usually cool and collected goddess feel anxious.
She didn't like not knowing how long it had been since they'd been away. Her fear was that she would come back to her life and find her young children all grown up.
But Lailah was a much different woman now compared to when she was nineteen.
Her response to fear wasn't to panic or display timidity.
It was to be angry.
"Answer me!!"
Lailah's magic was back, though not in it's full capacity. However, it still seemed to be enough to make her enemies very uncomfortable.
She cast spells hundreds at a time. She rained down magical power on the heads of her enemies like a vengeful goddess.
