Chapter 41: A Tear in the Sky, A Twist in the Heart
Chapter 41 – A Tear in the Sky, A Twist in the Heart
A crimson gash splits the heavens like a wound in the very fabric of reality. Sparks of demonic energy fall like shooting stars, fizzing in the air, scorching rooftops, and sending terrified crows shrieking into the night.
She floats down with the grace of a falling petal and lands softly, as if gravity doesn’t dare touch her. Her long white hair rippling behind her like a banner of surrender and destruction alike.
She lands without a sound, the cobblestones beneath her bare feet cracking all the same.
The Demon Queen. Vexena.
She stands still, impassive, flanked by a towering man in an impossibly pristine suit and a curvaceous, leather-clad warrior with a floating scythe that hisses and twitches as if alive. Shadows cling to them like loyal pets... or hounds of war
Meanwhile, her youngest general, a small girl in a frilly dress, clutching her wand like a teacup, twirls playfully through the frozen crowd.
"Ohhh!" she squeals, dancing between petrified townsfolk. "So many different kinds! Look, look! Elves, dwarves, humans, bunnykin! I want one of each!"
The flamboyant man floats lazily in the air nearby, giggling as he twirls a large ornate fan. "You’re too greedy, little star."
A few feet ahead of the team, the broad-shouldered noble-like demon sniffs the air and strides forward toward the team. "There you are," he says, his baritone thick with lust and delight as he closes in on Pip. "So beautiful. So divine. I want to take you apart piece by piece... just to see if you purr."
Pip beeps nervously, frozen in place like everyone else.