[ Akua had a plan, of course. The plan had been, with the fire to hold him back, the next slide of magic to his wings, to burn them away with acid and fire, to make him useless, to make that beast understand that there was little he would do, with a sorceress of her caliber. She was the Calamity, a sorceress of Praes and second only to a man who would become a god. There was nothing she could not do. She was the fire and power, the soul of the Age of Wonders, and had made a weapon so powerful that there had been a war, while her corpse had still been warm -- for control of it.
Her fingers moved, as Howl lunged in, and she was half-way through the spell -- an unnecessary show Akua had taken on, around those who didn't use magic -- and she had been too proud, too over-confident to stop, when he leaned forward, his eye enlarged and boring into her.
Her teeth gnashed together, and she spit a glob of blood toward him, furious, it was acidic, a final shot although weak -- and when his talons found her --
She gasped. No, it was no knife like Catherine's that had bored into her stomach twice now. There was no comforting kiss, like the last time she'd been killed. This was hard, and cruel, and her body -- shifted, slipped, as the darkness closed on her, she found herself cold and angry, a bit like the old her, as her body dissipated, leaving only a heart-shaped shard falling to the ground. ]
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Her fingers moved, as Howl lunged in, and she was half-way through the spell -- an unnecessary show Akua had taken on, around those who didn't use magic -- and she had been too proud, too over-confident to stop, when he leaned forward, his eye enlarged and boring into her.
Her teeth gnashed together, and she spit a glob of blood toward him, furious, it was acidic, a final shot although weak -- and when his talons found her --
She gasped. No, it was no knife like Catherine's that had bored into her stomach twice now. There was no comforting kiss, like the last time she'd been killed. This was hard, and cruel, and her body -- shifted, slipped, as the darkness closed on her, she found herself cold and angry, a bit like the old her, as her body dissipated, leaving only a heart-shaped shard falling to the ground. ]