Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-26517142-20190607024741

Battoria : ''Well... that's too bad. (Her smile grows as she flutters near the lady) Do you want me to offer a helping hand? I think... I got just enough willpower to bend this outcome on your favor.''

Her smile is... eerie.

The pale Plague Priests scream. They shriek. They howl as they continue to pound at her blood-snake. It was as if they were mindless... and they were not fazed at the fact that their attacks were doing nothing. On Atrea's part.... the presence of her true Vampiric wrath didn't do anything to make her turn tail. She was still laughing. Dark winds buffet Pir'e and she can feel a sting. A sting that starts to erode at her clothing. Like the wind was made of poison..

"Take my life then. You care not about what your FRIEND is... nor do you value HER LIFE."

And at that moment, Pir'e hears a stab. From beyond the black veil..