Guillaume: Nualia Round 2

nualia advanced.

i was astonished to see the she knew (a form of) fey stepping - a gift i thought granted solely to corellon's children. the thought of it being used by a demon no less disturbed me deeply. how could she have learned?? .. and then and quite unexpectedly, the abomination 'fey stepped' beside me. i quickly raised by longsword to defend myself, to parry her offensive cuts but she was too agile. i was clearly defeated and on the verge of collapse when she moved to another target. she was relentless.

i grabbed by bloodied arms to stop the blood from spilling any further when she then released her fury -- the black plague. i couldn't breath for a while, coughing and consequently inhaling the putrid poison. i flinched in pain. my wounds throbbed as i consciously felt the black poision continue its descent passed my body's defenses, making it's way to the heart.

it was easy to just let it all go. the thought shamefully did came up. just give up! the voice plead. the call of heaven seemed so near and yet so far. forget duty?! you deserve to rest now. images of heaven stimulated further the desire to abandon the despair and pains of this world and into the next where, life promises to be complete and free of wars and worries.

i must have be hallucinating. i concluded. the vision then turned to images of death and desctruction. of things of what might be if nualia wins. i could not let it happen. i will NOT let it happen. i suddenly gained momentum and focused all my thoughts and energies onto nualia.

"soyez parti démon!!" i commanded her.

a thick shaft of celestial light sprang from where she stood. a silent apparition of long-forgotten queens and kings became recognizable. all were looking down and surrounding her, with pity and contempt in their faces. they all point to her with judgement and retribution, having in mind the long list of evils she had given birth to. guilt consumes her completely as the sun scorches.

she screams in agony.