by Victoria Valentine » Fri Dec 03, 2010 4:33 am
Victoria looked at Onyx for a moment, then her eyes blazed. "Little fools... you have no idea what powers you're playing with." She held the dagger in her hand like a wand, extended in her outstretched arm. "Wind and ice, storm and shadow, air and darkness, serve my will! Pain and death and oblivion come, for your mistress calls thee!" And even though they were indoors, a gale erupted around them, arcing carefully around Victoria, Onyx, and Alyson, but frightfully cold even to them... yet their skin still felt warm. The slavers in the building, though, began to cry out, as the very heat of their life began to be dragged from their bodies.