Undead Knights (4)

Eloise kept her eyes on the Undead Knight as its two halves hit the ground and then her eyes fell on the Spell circle she had stealthily cast while drawing her opponent into a false sense of security. 

A memory came to mind… Early years when she was still interested in having a relationship with her father. The years when she had not yet seen him as the power-hungry control freak that he was…

As the spell circle fizzled out, Eloise's eyes continued to drop until she was looking at her face reflected in the magical steel of her sword. Almost subconsciously, she raised the sword and held it at a horizontal angle to look into it. 

Her grey eyes stared back at her in the reflection. The eyes were the only things she had gotten from her Father… Besides her magical talent, of course. 

Eloise let out a sigh and shook her head as though to get rid of annoying thoughts before she once again looked at the Undead she just cut in two to deliver one final cuss,