(Synn)<br/><br/>Azurine shielded herself from the onslaught of holy flames. She balled up and covered her head as she screamed. The flames burned, licking at her flesh like demons savoring angelic flesh. They slowly sapped her magick which turned her stomach and caused her to vomit blood. She knew full well what this being was and she was going to change the tides. “Spirit! You have no business here! I come seeking vengeance for all the witches that were tortured and burned within these walls. Healers, mothers and daughters of the old ways. Let me strike down this so called purity that defiles this sacred place” she cried out as she stumbled to a stand, the flames no longer upon her.<br/><br/><br/>Her clothing was tattered and singed, her hair in disarray, she was still smoking and her skin had reddened from the burns that started to blister and ooze. She coughed up one last sputter of blood as it dripped from her bottom lip. She spit it out onto the floor as she tried to compose herself. She did not attack back this time. She was no longer dealing with Zion as she might have guessed. This was something else entirely