[Evil Tink]

Serus hurried over to Seth, helping him heal his wounds, "Y-you alright?" She helped him up to his feet, supporting him, "What was that about?"


Solomon's eyes widened a bit, "I sense him. Azriel, come with me? I'm not really looking forward to being ambushed by a demon."

She nodded, "Of course..." She teleported the two of them right in front of Holden., her sword drawn. Her mind stretched over the area, "Holden, which direction did you come from?" For the strangest reason, she could not detect Holden's path.

The woman grinned darkly, her tongue running over her pointed teeth as she brought her foot to Melody's body and pulled her arm until the joint broke and ripped it off. She examined it for a moment, then tossed it aside, "I would enjoy this more if you could scream. Shall we give you a voice little Melody?" Her gloved hand went to Melody's throat, while her other hand held her knife, spinning it slightly. Her eyes glowed brightly as she gathered up her power, "Now scream for help..your life..anything. I just want you to scream." She pushed Melody against the wall, jabbing the knife into the center of her Marionette body.

Melody's eyes went wide as the woman ripped her arm off. With her one hand, she began to claw at the woman's skin, but to no avail; her rounded plastic fingers could cause no damage. Before she could even process what the woman was saying; yet alone doing, she found herself having the urge to speak...and strange and painful sensations all throughout her body where she knew the plastic was cracked. What was this woman doing? Suddenly, she yelled out as the knife went into her torso. She was mildly surprised to hear sounds escaping her lips. How was this possible? Was it the strange woman's doing? "Let me go! Mystic!" Her words were hoarse and weak, but nonetheless they were there. She trashed in the woman's grip, tears would be rolling down her cheeks if she could produce them.

Mystic paused mid spell, hearing something. His name. The voice was tiny, and hoarse. He stood there, his hand on the door, analyzing the power in the room. Oh no.. Quickly returning to his spell, he closed his fist and punched it, the power from his spell knocking the door right off the hinges and at the woman holding Melody. He rushed over at the woman, his knife drawn, as he tackled her to the ground. He placed his knife on her throat, the flames turning black, "What are you of all people doing here?"

Feeling a rise in power, she jabbed her knife quickly into Melody's head knowing that's where most of her Ethereal energy was held, ramming it as far as it could go as it began to glow a bright cyan-blue color. Next thing she knew, she was on the floor with Mystic on top of her, "It seems I underestimated you Mystic. If you'll excuse me, I have to take the doll to Acera."

Melody winced as the knife went into her head, but as soon as the woman lost contact with her, she no longer felt any pain. She opened her mouth to call to Mystic, but found she was mute once again. With a silent sigh, she let herself fall tot he ground; seeing as she couldn't stand any longer. She felt herself getting weaker as the knife continued to glow brighter, almost lighting up the whole room.