#takahesis

Realization struck her like a fist to her gut. Spinning, the Darkness rushed headlong to the window in an attempt to escape the Monk's trap. Gnashing her teeth, the world spun, seizing her up and blinding her in a white haze. "No! NOOOO!" The rush of power slammed into her, stealing her breath and slamming the body she held to the ground as disorientation gave pause to her screeching.

White magic oozed, choking her as her feet landed on solid ground, slamming into the richness of the Island soil. Quick to recover, she righted the body and whirled, the pitch black cloak swirling about her feet as the power of the Isle revealed her true form. At her feet, crumpled and lifeless lay the body she had stolen. Stepping over it with no care, she took in her surroundings, biding time to gather her wits.

Time seemed to shift, a subtle slide into a place where it had no meaning recognizable to the mortals who stood before her. It was then Takahesis saw the One step from the blaze. 

"My old friend, Amariese. How utterly delightful to see you again. You've come to play. An added bonus to be sure. Or have you come to watch them writhe in pain as I twist them into my newest playthings? Hmm?" She purred, sparing no glance for the Monk that had brought her to the Isle or the insignificant female at his side. "Let the game begin, shall we?"