He did nothing, committed no action, did not drive the onslaught of his enchantments into her pathetic frame, and yet, she still shuddered. The menace of his potential, the puissant prowess of his pernicious, heinous entity, was enough to send her into a quivering mess. He overwhelmed, devoured and swallowed her precious armaments, her everlasting, eternal perseverance, witnessing the loss of strength as she withered into a trembling fortress. This was his might, his brawn, the force of his ethereal wake, compacted and carved into devilish, infernal heresy; the bestial swing of his nefarious cutlass. His unfeeling stare watched as she shivered, the weakness, the fear, the horror, flooding through the pit of her hollowed gallows, the infernal march of nothingness twisting her into sentiments of shrinking martyrdom. His fellow members would have laughed, chuckled, contorting into fiendish glee, hyenas on the plain, but he remained silent, hushed, a witness to her haunting lullaby, stoic, nonchalant and impassive. Too unfeeling, too austere, too glacial to be moved by her emotions, he continued to merely stand, focused and taut, waiting for her actions to leave her in a weeping mess, for the calamity of his maelstrom to completely consume her, body and soul, incomplete and hollow, a vessel of fragility, broken, splintered, pierced by the lethal mortality of his mere presence. Escape was a futile grace, inefficacious and useless in the realm that housed his haunting soul, puncturing and lacerating strength from the veins of pride and vitality. If her herd ever did arrive for her, she would no longer be what they recalled, a memory forged and discarded by the blades of his unholy, wicked, immoral design. Would she be replaced by contempt and loathing, or the folly of her lament, the sickening requiem that slid over the wind? The licentious creed that weaved supremacy around his heart beat a steady tune, drum, of depravity, discord and bedlam in the quiet, unyielding lacquer of ravenous torment.
[He’s currently not using his magic towards her, though its always a constant force surrounding his body. So it is up to you to decide whether she is affected by it or not. :)]
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