Rhonna: Nualia, Round 3

“She’s still alive?” Rhonna mutters as her companions continue their assault on the demon worshiper. Nualia must have grown in power over the years. Her once beautiful form has been corrupted, thanks to her infernal dealings.

A couple of arrows zoomed pass Rhonna, striking the eladrin priest at the back. Rhonna glances sideways and caught sight of a familiar looking figure.

“Jarek!”

It had been years since Rhonna last saw or talked to the woodsman. Jarek had always been a wanderer and traveller, preferring the wilderness over the company of people. She would sometimes hear her aunt mention of the young man, and how he had grown to be a rebellious youth.

Nualia must have corrupted him like she did with Tsuto. The woodsman’s eyes are as black as hers.

“Stop this madness Nualia!” Rhonna screams, pointing her dagger over her former coven sister. The music of the constellation continues to chime in an orchestra of unearthly beauty, their celestial power flowing through Rhonna’s bronze dagger.

A fist-sized orb of blue radiance shoots forth from the dagger, whirling around Nualia. The infernal witch screams in pain, as the light rips through her skin like searing hot knives.