Every day she woke up with the abject pain of two powerful things tearing her body apart. She could feel the magical nature drain away from her. She had stopped being able to turn into a werewolf weeks ago and instead was now just a hulking beast of a demi-human. Still ungodly powerful and capable of feats that many thought inane. Her fierce nature pushed her along and even though she was bed-ridden for a good chunk of the day she’d push herself out of it.
Change was coming
She could feel it in her bones; she could feel it in the air. The nature of the world was laid bare to her in the sparse moments of lucidity that she felt. Growling as she stepped out of her room in a half state of dress. The lack of a shirt wasn’t really bothersome given the sheer amount of fur that she had and not to mention it wouldn’t be the first time. But her pants needed a proper buckle and she’d snort a little as she just made due by tying the belt without so much as an issue.
She could already hear the alarms. She could already hear the panic. The delicious growl that rolled from her throat was only heightened as she stepped outside. Rain had been pouring for a good chunk of the day which meant that everywhere was slick. Staring down she could make out a monster in the city; smashing up buildings and seemingly having a good time of it’s own. She could see that there wasn’t just one in fact but several. Each doing it’s own thing save for a few that seemed to be targeting a single building.
Her mana coalesced into place, slowly forming around one arm to bring into being a powerful item that was part of the reason her body was failing her and that of her hopes. Her dreams of being a wolfenstein were starting to be dashed. At least in the sense of how she was before. The spear was a beacon of hope; a powerful tool that was wielded by a powerful mage.
She would use this weapon to smite the enemies for the kingdom she served. Without thought of hesitation she’d step to the edge of the overlook. The monsters were clustered up around one place but that didn’t mean she was comfortable smiting it with the powerful beam from the heavens. Instead she’d lock her eyes onto the strongest feeling one…
And pointed her Spear to the sky.
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