Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20180708213050/@comment-2165692-20180907012722

"FINISH IT!" a voice resounded in the Cathedral but apart from Raqorith, only Arthur and Serana had ever heard it before, it was the voice of Malithq commanding Raqorith to finish off Nathyn

Raqorith bowed, but he was facing away from everyone else in the room "Your wish is my command, Lord Malithq."

Raqorith turned around to face Nathyn, his expression had changed to one of hatred. Raqorith faded and became a thick mist, it swirled around Nathyn until Raqorith came out right in front of him, with an uppercut he sent Nathyn flying straight up. the Vampire seemed to appear from the ceiling now, with a right fist, he punched Nathyn in the face, as he hit the ground, cracking it open from the sheer pressure.

Raqorith landed two inches from him and one of his five blades hovered in place above Nathyn's body. "This was always going to happen." the blade then descended upon Nathyn's body, piercing through his armor, into his body and impaling his heart on the blade. Raqorith said nothing more now, he picked up the bow and left the blade in Nathyn's heart, though it would appear once Raqorith had left, he went out the Cathedral gate, passed the Vampires that had just now returned to the keep and left the castle.

Lia was not stable, she was still dying as Nathyn's arrows had pierced her lung, she appeared pale and would need immediate treatment, her breathing was abnormal, short and her heartrate was off the charts. Garan was the first to approach "There is one way that can save her, but she won't be able to return to who she was because the wound won't heal, that way."

Serana looked at him "You don't mean--"

"Yes, I do. If we turned her, she would not die, but time does not heal the undead like it does the living, even if she returned to life, she would simply face death once more." he looked at Elvrich "She can no longer make the choice, so you must choose for her."