Then, before Therestina and her comrades knew it, Seraphine came to with a striking surge of unfathomable power.
They were thrown off balance at the explosive burst of magic that emerged out of her at that moment. Her shadowy appendages stretch longer and longer, spreading pitch darkness all around the room and frightening them all the way to their cores. Only then did they get a view of her grim contour.
Her scarlet-red orbs are no longer that of a normal human being - her dilated pupils are enveloped with nothing but glinting, vivid crimson, resembling the warped passion lying beneath the depth of agony and torment.
"For someone who would even bloody their hands to inflict fear on others, you sure couldn't handle it yourself, could you? Do not worry, though. I will tell you what fear is truly all about."
As Seraphine taunted them and stood there, she wielded her destructive magic at last.
