“Now, here’s the thing, darling,” she pulls herself up from the ground, one hand against the wound on her side that will definitely need stiches. She doesn’t care at that moment, a smile on her face that was surely seen as mad by all who saw it. “I reckon that I know more about those keys then you ever will and, in binding yourself to that particular key without properly researching it, you have played the part exactly as I wanted you to.”
“Wha-” the other woman tried to say but the sudden sound of the key cracking and the light that seeped out of it cut her off.
“Let he who drains all life away walk the earth another day,” Bernice smirked at her.
She had no time to respond as her body was over-taken by a spiralling hurricane of light.
Bernice walked closer. She didn’t fear the light, not at all.
It cleared and the woman was no more. She had been replaced by a tall man with long dark purple hair that bordered on black.
Bernice placed a hand on his cheek, chuckling when his snake-like eyes shot open in a glare and his hand grabbed hers.
The rage in his eyes subsided and was replaced by a softer emotion. If she had been another girl, she might’ve called it love.
“Blessed one,” his voice was soft with a hissing quality. He smiled, revealing sharp fangs.
“Attor,” she returned, smiling at her almost lover.
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