<em>"You doom them, as I said...child. And I will </em>always<em> be with you."</em>He hissed, even as her blade came around and cut through his neck with a sound like an axe meeting an oak tree.<br/><br/>For an instant nothing happened, save for the helmed head rolling across the carpeted floor. But then black blood burst from his neck and the old wounds on his chest, spraying the surroundings. That was not the worst, however, for accompanying it was a torrent of corruption like nothing she'd felt yet. It was as if the blades had been containing the corruption within him, and with his death it escaped. And there was but one vessel close enough to his body that it could easily affect. Naael.<br/><br/>As the holy power of the blades began to turn the Avatar's body to ashes, burning it away slowly, energy assaulted her body. It was like hundreds of tiny fingers were touching her body, searching for ways to enter her. And enter her they did, finding her eyes, mouth, ears...the smallest of entrances, such as her nipples, sex, and ass, none of them were left alone. Yet, if her will was strong enough, she might be able to fight it off. Perhaps.<br/><br/>((Discipline roll +5 to fight it off.))