Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170724123808/@comment-25073873-20170823120938

"I mean the two of you get out of the way..." said Amaryllis as she raised her sword. In a land tainted with divine essence everywhere, releasing the full power of her weapon was guaranteed not to generate unnatural fluctuations. Pink petals began to fall around Amaryllis, scattering.

The air seemed to change as Amaryllis haughtily declared "hear me, false god. I have come to claim your essence as mine. Face me in combat, at my insistence, or I will simply cut my way to you."

The scattering petals erupted into a massive maelstrom of pink energy, flowing around the sword in Amaryllis' hand, in concentric circle patterns as the very wind patterns changed to accomodate. A red mist seemed to form from the swirl of petals and the sword, as black cracks began to appear in the air...