Post by xenomina on Mar 22, 2009 15:40:50 GMT -5
Shanoa was helpless from exhaustion as hands grabbed her. She should have been frightened, or perhaps angry. But no, she could only stare on, her face stoic and expressionless, those emotions foreign and missing from her heart."Because it is my mission," Shanoa barely replied, the warrior starting to loose consciousness from the blood loss. "To defeat the evil your master has wrought." Her breathing became heavy as he head hung, her eyes shutting as her body finally gave out.
"Oh Albus..."1.9.0.7
The creature stuck his scythe in the ground and threw his arm to the side, his once shed cloak blowing in the wind blew into his hand. He threw the cloack over his body again, and began to float upon picking up his scythe. "And you will carry on that mission some other day...child." The hands grabbing her arms and legs released, and Death grabbed her by the hand and teleported away...to the Castlevania Dungeon. 