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 exactly, it was unknown. In the center of this marvel of geometry, she placed a precious lock of hair and lit candles around it.
- Isn't this what the little humans would call 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 across 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 a sun fanatic spoiled her mood. Nevertheless, her confidence in the coming success lifted her fighting spirit.

- Mirror, mirror on the wall, tell me,
And report the whole truth:
Am I not the wisest in the world,
The most intellectual and cleverest of 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 coming tragedy was not limited to this single fact: along with the shards, souls of creatures that did not belong to this light emerged into it, finishing their materialization and already standing around the pale (which contrasted with her bloodied face) ruler of Osha.
- Who is this? Who the f*** is this??? - The event that had occurred made her 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, instantly killing her.
- Oh. - The white-haired one feigned sadness. - How wasteful of you...