Seriri noted that her words didn't seem to have an effect on the man at all. He seemed incapable of speaking and beyond that unable to vocalize. There was too much going on for the Queen to understand the exact nature of this man's suffering, but she was about to get a full lesson. In fact the call for Diva was one which made the young Queen look up to see the approaching group. They came bearing weapons of various types and this much she expected. But the leader of this group bore something else entirely.
A trophy. This was the only word that could describe something the man looked so proud to have in his possession, but it absolutely wasn't anything worth feeling pride in. There was an obvious pregnant woman, who looked as if she may have been beautiful once. But here she was nailed to a board, her womb exposed her unborn child butchered. This sort of evil, shouldn't exist in any world, much less should it be directed at one man and his family. There was literally nothing which he could have done which would have made this acceptable as a thing to do. Literally nothing. If Seriri had been sad or pitied him in the moments he'd been trying to run from her, she now felt nothing but burning fury on his behalf. On behalf of the unborn child, on behalf of the dead woman on behalf of all those who suffered to have things like this only to have someone take it away from them. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes but she didn't move at all. Not a single step was taken, "No excuses," she said quietly. So quietly that it barely left her quivering lips. "THERE IS NO SAVING ANY OF YOU!" her mind had snapped. She'd pledged herself to a Dragon to protect her people, and this was what they had to offer? There was no reason for this level of malevolence and she didn't want this sort of evil walking around the world. Kimi had been right to take the Lich King's Obelisk, if these kinds of creatures existed in her Kingdom, there was no telling the sort of people who would have relied on such power. This scum of Atlantis would be purged here and now...
A surge of magical power left Seriri's body, all those carrying weapons within range of her, would be trapped by the tides of strong magical water, which effected even their blood streams and kept them from moving. Strangely, this was also used to forge a connection between Seriri and her supposed enemies. Each and every one of them would begin to shrivel slowly, all of the moisture leaving their bodies. She would pull every single ounce of fluid from their bodies until they decayed away into nothing but dust. The length of time this would take, would depend on the strength of the individual, but they would be insanely aware of what was happening the entire time. They would know no peace in their final moments. They would only know suffering. She couldn't give anything to the man crying at her side. She couldn't save his wife, or his child, she couldn't give him what he'd lost... but she could make sure no one who'd harmed him this day or any other, would be left alive to think of doing so again.