Nothing happened, though her Gift writhed in response. Corruption laughed, a weird chattering noise. “Foolish creature. Why bother? You cannot fight a god.” It stalked her across the room. “You weren’t here before, and now you are. Your essence mingles with his. Different yet matched.” The faceless head tilted in a puzzled gesture. “What are you that you have enthralled the Master of Crows?”
