The Guardian of the Nether
Remillia hadn't gotten much better after her conversation with the Guardian of Light and Flight, but she felt like she belonged in this dimension a little more. She was a little less transparent than she usually is, and, if what she suspected was correct, it was probably because portions of the nether were now planted into the world. It made her a little at ease but it felt wrong to have parts of her realm here... it was a serious problem, but maybe it was a good thing? Maybe, if she used her powers to take over this world... she could finally find the Aether and show them all the pain...
Agghhh! She was thinking about abusing her powers! She almost yelled out in outrage. How could SHE, the Guardian of the Nether, fall to such thoughts?! She tried pushing the thoughts into the back of her mind, to think about something else, but she only got a headache for her efforts. Damn it, if she continued, she could cause massive trouble.
She snapped out of her thoughts as she realized that they were now in front of the other Guardians, just about to go around them. How would they react to seeing her after she summoned a portal and nearly killed them? She put on a serious face, expecting to be asked about a lot of things. This would be a long day.