Knights of Tezoth

- Heheheheheh.
Such an opportunity was granted to far from everyone, and perhaps to no one else at all, and so for Luciferia this event became a source of genuine euphoria. Humming something cute under her breath, she drew a complex pentagram on the wooden floor, using blood as her paint—though whose blood exactly remained unknown. In the center of this geometric marvel, she placed a precious lock of hair and lit candles around it.
- Isn't this what the little humans consider romantic?
Then she began reciting complex incantations, and when she finished—the lock of hair exploded, and the shockwave forced the spellcaster to lose her balance and fall flat on her rear.
- Ow ow ow... Tsk. Well, I suppose it worked?

*****

Somewhere in the expanses of Osha, Anella Blood was admiring her own reflection on the surface of a mysterious mirror. She was pleased with her recent achievements, and only the appearance of that sun fanatic spoiled her mood. Nevertheless, her confidence in the coming success lifted her spirits.

- Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Tell me, and tell me all:
Am I not the wisest of all,
The most intellectual and clever of them all?

In response, the mirror cracked, and the shards flying in all directions wounded the gray cardinal standing before it. The source of her power was destroyed, but the impending tragedy was not limited to this single fact: along with the shards, souls of creatures that did not belong to this world appeared in the light, finishing their materialization and now standing around the pale-faced (which contrasted with her bloodied visage) ruler of Osha.
- Who is this? Who the f*** is this??? - The event caused her to completely lose her composure. - Begone, back to whence you came!







In response, the long-eared one gathered her own blood in her hand and, with lightning speed, hurled a crimson spear at the speaker, killing her instantly.
- Oh. - The white-haired one feigned sadness. - How wasteful of you...