Rhonna: The Fire Pelt Cat Attacks, Round 03

The half-elf's wild, impressive swordsplay had brought down two of the goblin hounds. Rhonna watches in awe as Lloyd, weilding his long blade, rush through the growing foilage. What she heard from the other girls were true. The young warlord slashed through his enemies like a wild hurriane of blades. It was beautiful to watch and equally inspiring.

No wonder half the women in town have a crush on him, Rhonna mused. She remembers how her coven sisters would whisper about the dashing young half-elf. How they adored his peircing eyes and his cute stubble for a beard. Two of them even tried casting love charms on him, invoking a lust demon to help them win over Lloyd's heart.

Before she can think of anything else, Rhonna felt a sudden gush of energy rush back to her. She hear the music of the stars again. Rhonna looked at the wild dogs, the same two creatures whom she had placed her hexing curse. They were dead. Both victims of Lloyd's deadly swordsplay. The powers that she use to curse the two beasts now comes back to empower her even more.

I must help Lloyd defeat our enemies, Rhonna mutters to herself. She wants to prove herself to these seasoned heroes, show them that she can be a useful member of their group. She wants to prove to them that she is not the naive young girl who almost destroyed their town years ago.

The paladin's booming voice echoed through the clearing. Rhonna glance over and saw the dragon-born struggling against the forest cat. She saw scratches on Arao's arms and legs.

Taking a deep breath, Rhonna raises her ceremonial knife to the stars. "Star of the Lion, mighty one, I call upon your spendour and might. Put this wretched beast to its knees. Break its legs and open its heart!"

Despite the thick branches covering the sky, Rhonna could feel the pulsating power of the Lion, the constellation of warriors and fighters. She points her finger over to the goblin's pet, the power of the Lion coursing through her body like a thousand roaring beasts.

A birght crimson light burst through Rhonna's fingertip, crackling the air like lightning. Rhonna could feel the fury of the constellation strike the cat, shattering its bones.