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[Xandria]

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He had smiled at her, his eyes slowly moving away from her eyes, downward. Such a simple thing cost him his life. With a coquettish smile,, she sauntered up to him, and wrapped her arms around him, pressing her chest against his. His eyes grew darker in appreciation as her, not realizing that it was the last time he would hold a woman in his arms. She moved in as to kiss him, then held herself back, breathing in deeply. Her skin began to take on pink glow, her normally dark purple eyes lightening slightly. He began to grow limp in her arms, weakening from an unseen force. She gave her sweetest smile as she moved her lips forward, kissing the man softly on the lips. Then, her lips on his, she gave a small whisper, “Vas Kal Flam.” and leaped back, watching the flames consume him.

As the flames slowly died, she stared at the bones, waving her hands, watching the earth slowly move over the remains. She began to lick her lips, thinking of the strength of the fire. She knew she could delve more into learning magic tp truly make it strong, but lately, it seemed to lack a certain depth. There had to be something to increase the strengthof her demonic powers; something to compensate for her less than pure blood, especially with Magincia over-run was it was. She had explored places for information, but thus far, the only process involved a daemon possessing her soul. At this point, her only thought was, what could bring pure power, without sacraficing her beauty, or her true self.