Crimson Dawn (2)

A figure engulfed in crimson light floated before the Divine Pillar, just high enough to be out of our reach. Her cloak fluttered in the wind as she raised her gloved hand. The light of the Divine Pillar pulsed as the ground shook.

Mona let out a surprised yelp as she grabbed on to Laura for support. Theresa stepped back to stand with Rina as Alex stepped ahead, to be their blade and their shield. Lucius clenched his fists and readied his sword while Erik and Vincent seemed too shocked to do anything.

Fetheion raised his hand, and the winds blew towards the figure. The hood of her cloak fell on her shoulders, revealing the face I knew too well. 

"Uriithe." Fetheion spoke in a calm manner. "I see you haven't changed a bit."

I glared at her as she chuckled. "I would have loved to say the same, Fetheion, but I must say, you do look pathetic, shrouded in darkness like this." Her smug, self-righteous tone boiled my blood.