"I want you to listen very closely, Ayesha..." Medusa, the wife of Black Bolt stated. She stood next to the aforementioned King of the Inhumans, serving as a translator for him as he made gestures that seemed vague and nonsensical to Ayesha, but to Medusa, she might as well have been reading a straightforward autobiography about him.
"Your 'voice' is very dangerous," she continued. "It is something that should only be used in the direst of situations. Ideally, I would prefer it if you could live your life without having to ever use it. I am aware, however, that that is likely nothing more than a pipe dream. No matter what, though, you must learn about your powers. I will instruct you on how to live your life without produce a single sound."
The atmosphere grew slightly more tense as Black Bolt's face hardened, indicating that what he was about to say was of the utmost importance. "There is one thing I will, no, must tell you before we begin. Your powers are tied to your emotions. The more stressed you are, the more destructive your voice will be. This means that you must learn to remain calm and collected. And, above all else, you must never get angry."
Ayesha landed next to Orn's body. She looked down at him. His body wasn't moving and he appeared to not be breathing. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Sorry, dad... I'm gonna have to break your promise, she thought. She opened her eyes and scowled at Lari, her both her eyes and her ring glowing blue. I'm fucking pissed.


