(Saiph)
Amaia's surging powers end the war in seconds. The enemy forces are annihilated.
She has used too much of her powers and fainted. Rigel easily catches her in his arms, pressing his lips on her temple.
"Rest."
Natianu plunges to the ground, his dark magic fizzling out. Blood gurgling out of his mouth. His body spasms.
Stepping forward I placed my foot on his neck, pressing him further into the dirt.
Pathetic, he appears.
"I gave your mate and children a fitting ending. Let's give you a trailer before I end you." With that I press my fingers into his temples, giving him a full-blown nightmare of what we did.
He screams non-stop in his final moments before I swing my scythe and separate his head from his shoulders.
His blood spills out on his lands. How poetic.
The satisfaction I feel in that moment is beyond words.
