Unease
Her incandescent form, bright and glorious, beamed in the dark void, the only source of light fighting back against the encroaching darkness.
"You can go burn in the deepest part of the Nar!"
She threw back her head, her voice crackling with thunder-fire.
With a roar of fury, she burst into a violent storm of fire and light, spreading like a prairie fire as it howled and burst forth, consuming everything in its path.
She was magic, she was fire, she was dangerous and deadly.
Violent tremors shook the cloak of darkness, with a loud crack, the void shattered, revealing a dull red sky.
A blazing form of flame appeared in the center of the dull red sky. The blaze brightened the dull landscape before dimming and winking out.
In its absence, Versailles' floating form emerged.