A New Arrival
It was scary.
The blue of Ophelia's eyes shone so strongly, they stood out against the backdrop of the battle, and so mesmerising were they to look at that everything else in Arsinoe's vicinity seemed to fade away.
The noises of the battle around her grew dull, things vanished as they became out of focus, like Morgana and her monster – even Typhon vanished from view.
Arsinoe found herself unable to look away from those blue pools that threatened to draw her in.
And yet they were so cold.
The more she stared at them, the more her body heat receded, and she became as stiff as stone. If Ophelia were to ask anything of her at that very moment, she had no will left to refuse her.
But just when Arsinoe thought it was all over for her, Ophelia's intensely glowing eyes grew dull, and she drifted down, unable to remain floating in the air.