Spiral of Events: Spiral of Destruction

Monett arrived in the safety net beneath Casalynn. Her eyes watched the grinding gears and the almost robotic moves of the mechanics. A wicked grin spread across her face. "If I cannot have what I want, then no one will have what they want," she cackled.

One of the mechanics noticed the bizarre appearance of a beaten Casalyian woman. "Hey, look at that." He pointed her out to one of his co-workers, slapping the guy on the shoulder multiple times to take notice.

The other guy growled in annoyance, but finally turned to look at his co-worker.

"There's a lady in the net that seems in terrible shape," the first mechanic explained.

"If you're pulling my wing, I 'll give you something to pull." The co-worker sighed looking down, not expecting to see anything. "You are right!" He did a double-take and flew down to her.

"Ma'am, you alright?" the man asked her.

Monett smirked. "Fine, I'm just fine."