Thatix had been aware of a slight buzzing noise, but this was something that she had just attributed to getting used to her new form. She had not been aware that it had been the work of someone else until it swelled into a screeching cacophonic symphony of heartrending anguish and dreadful sorrow. For a moment the entirity of Thatix's mind was focused, bound in sadness and pain. Then as suddenly as it had come across her, the sensation faded, sending her mind freewheeling off in several different directions at once. One segment of her mind, though not particuarly germane, had been forcibly reminded of the time she had discovered her mother's body in her bedroom, her wrists bloody, slashed upon shards of her broken mirror. The pain that she had felt back then a dilute form of what had just been inflicted upon her. The Council were stronger than she remembered them being, which kind of made sense because what did she think that time would stand still while she was dead? One of them was now evidently powerful enough to force a soulcrushing depression upon someone, and that was something that had been done without the intent to kill. It was just one of them showing their hand, their powers that they had accrued. Demonstrating that Thatix didn't stand a chance against them. What a bunch of bastards.
Okay it wasn't as though they didn't have a point. Their powers had probably blossomed and flourished while she had lay rotting in a forest. It was difficult to discern approximately how much time had passed in her absense, primarily because she was dead when all that time was passing and it's hard to notice things when you are dead, but also because she'd been ripped from any frame of reference. All she had to go on was how much older the council looked, and bizzarely they looked the exact same age as when she had first saw them. But, whatever! Geez! Enough trying to figure out what year it is already! She forced her mind to move on from it's latest fixation and considered how she was going to defeat them. Her mind got no further than this when she noticed that most of them weren't even paying her any attention. Man talk about inconsiderate, you drag someone all the way out to some crazy town in the middle of the desert to kill her and then you just ignore her. That's like... well she didn't even know what that was like, but it was pretty damn impolite. Petulantly she turned her attention to the council members who had not yet wandered off.
"Hey!" she exclaimed. "I'm right here! If you want to kill me so badly then...?" She trailed off, her attention drawn to Councilman Miq. How long had Miq been a dustbin with teeth? Oh right yes of course Miq was always a bin. She was just thinking of someone else or something. How foolish of her. She looked back at the council, who were now looking at her a little bemused. "Erm... what was I saying...?" She trailed off again. "Nevermind, the point is that I am here and come and get me!"