Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20141202231035/@comment-29458028-20141211111405

Virenna, horrifically injured and wasted anyway collapsed upon the ground after burning through all her magicka reserves to create powerful lightning bursts at all the enemies she still recognized (Like Crendal and his other two Battlemages, if they are not dead). Her vindictive self screamed as she was sucked back into Virenna's subconscious.

Darkness was all Virenna could see, as her sanguine liquid flowed out through her wounds, creating a spreading patch of blood upon the battlefield. She didn't know if she was walking towards the dreamsleeve, just sleeping or perhaps even headed for the void.