“I’ll give him happy dreams,” the Chaos Goddess promises before transforming into a swarm of hummingbirds. She dodges the next wave of attack spells and zips out the crack in the barrier.
Trinity surprises her master by touching his hand, her fingers passing through a barrier that should have kept her at a distance. She tries to avoid getting her blood on his ivory shirt, but there is so much that it is impossible to avoid. The Baron is impressed that there are no tears on her face or any sign that she has been crying. The pain and fear in her eyes is tempered by the defiance that he has come to admire in his agent.
“The gems sunk into my body and now I can’t stop the blood,” the chaos elf says in a shaky voice. She holds out her hands to show the deep pits that appear to go further than her physical body should allow. “I didn’t think I had this much blood in me. Do you know what’s happening, master?”
“Your true power has appeared, my dear channeler,” the Baron replies, squeezing her fingers in his gloved hand. “Do you want me to train you?”
Shocked by the offer, Trinity looks into his face to find nothing but genuine concern. A small nod is all she can muster before she faints and falls into her dark master’s arms.
The adventure continues in
The Merchant of Nevra Coil
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