She could only watch on with a strange excitement watching Tharja work, watching how she grew more radiant, not just from the stolen essence but of her practicing.
She couldn't help lick her own lips, seeing her be so stunning, truly in a league of her own. +
Aroused from the two women ambushing them. She knelt down behind the man. Propping him up for Robinโฆ.
โWhy donโt you start with a memory hex? Wipe what he just witnessed away? Remember tap into those dark reservesโฆyou wish to inflict pain this time.โ~
She knealed, placing a hand on either side of his temple- remembering Tharja's lessons, take what she wanted-
It was easier then she thought because those memories where of herself and Tharja and naturally they should belong to her.
The Church has tasked her to recruit more mages to the academy after her last... "Incident" with one. Surely neither of THESE mages have ulterior motives!
If you know of any other mages interested in studying under her, please let her know~
#FERP#ERP#MVRP
The power dark shadow of magic lurching from her tome towards the hapless fool swallowing in up in the magic cutting him off before the impact.
"So this is what you've been using Tharja~ I understand now~"
She shuddered in the intoxicating power as her target dropped.
"Of course- they'll make excellent subjects."
Her voice betraying her excitement as she clutched her tome tightly, remember what she had been taught, eager to meet Tharja's expectations.
Flux ready, her magic skill potent she aimed towards her target are she began.