Dawn of the Hunters
Her little bottle of light.
Brighter and brighter the vial shines until its brightness matches the sun, Leneve crushes it in her palm, and bright particles of light sprinkle into the air, finding their way to the rotating ball of blood. The dagger of death shakes on the table, pulling itself up right until it stands and spins on its tip.
The females chant louder, the blood ball spins faster as the light attaches to it, becoming a bright ball, like a mini sun. As the girl’s chant and the dagger spins, the room begins to shake then the blood ball suddenly explodes releasing an invisible gust of wind.
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