It hit her like a physical blow, and suddenly, it was like she was there as it happened.
*Dagon let out a growl and went up to Erik, grabbing him by the back of his collar and yanking him up and away from the girl.*
Elnora had never seen Dagon before, but she instantly knew who he was. It was one of her powers, to know a person just by looking at them, not to mention rumors of the vigilante vampyre, feeding on only criminals, had been floating around for a while. Her eyes grew wide with fear and anger as she watched what transpired.
*"You picked a bad hobby, son. Now you're gonna quench my thirst." He growled and bared his fangs. The kid seemed more pissed off then frightened. "Are you nuts? Do you know who the fuck I am?" "Yea," Dagon said. "Dinner." With that he sunk his fangs into the kid's neck and drained him fully, dropping his corpse to the ground.*
"No!" she cried as Dagon drained her son and then left his body in that dark alley. As Dagon left the alley, the vision faded and Elnora went into a rage. Shattering and smashing whatever she came into contact with. When she had finally calmed down enough to think more clearly, she left and went to the alley, collecting her son's
remains and bringing him back home.
Then Elnora started to work on a spell. One that held great power and would help her get revenge on Dagon. She stayed up for the rest of the night working on it. It wasn't going to be easy, but it would be well worth the cost.
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Elnora "The Pissed Witch" Quon