Bad Reputation
Between Eloise’s rending of her soul and Amani’s burning of it, the Witch could find no recourse. “No!” she shrieked, holding up her arms in a vain attempt to shield herself from the blinding Light. “Damn you!”
The Light was joined by a more convulsive, almost nuclear blast of energy as the ghost was violently ripped apart. If the Witch of Ambria’s consciousness still existed, it was on a plane which mortals could not sense.
The Padawan lowered her hand to her side, her body swaying a bit. The power she had used had left her weakened, but she was still able to stand. “You okay?” she asked Amani.
The Light was joined by a more convulsive, almost nuclear blast of energy as the ghost was violently ripped apart. If the Witch of Ambria’s consciousness still existed, it was on a plane which mortals could not sense.
The Padawan lowered her hand to her side, her body swaying a bit. The power she had used had left her weakened, but she was still able to stand. “You okay?” she asked Amani.