Psyche (R-18)
Time passed slowly as the lady in jet black hair continued to absorb the excess sinister energy that kept wafting from his body. It has been a while, yet the lady's face contorted with each passing second.
Due to her talent as a one with a similar element as Eìrik. Was supposed to see the after-effects after absorbing much of the energy, but having a diluted form of death element. Though it made her dangerous, it also meant that she couldn't do the same things as her master.
She in a word, the fake death mage.
However, today she was at the least doing something. Yet, when she looked up consistently from time to time. She could see and feel that what she was doing was just delaying the inevitable.