“What’s this about a Love Potion I keep hearing about!?”

“Just an accidental advantage, Captain” Liaena responded easily with only a moment’s hesitation. 

The two apprentice priestess’s exchanged a glance, communicating the stares of ‘you suck’ and ‘bite me’ instantly and silently. It will be left to the reader to determine which girl was responsible for which. 

“You see, that demon is infatuated with my friend here” Liaena pointed at Kathlin, who had by this point adopted a resigned expression as Serphia’s gaze bore down on her. “As it stands, it will make trying to locate her a high priority – which gives the option of luring it into a location of your choosing. For…your ultimate victory, no doubt”

“We should get her out of the city at least.” Kathlin finally spoke up at this point to nod at the Draenei. “Mei is right about that. She’s going to cause chaos until the paladins can get to her, and I don’t think they were ready to mobilise for such a…instantaneous invasion.”

The girl turned to look at Serphia. “The Cathedral won’t lend you any sanctified weapons, sorry.  They only allow those they deem worthy to carry them….and I doubt you’ll make the cut, I’m afraid”

An ominous silence fell for a moment as the Captain eyes turned a shade further crimson, before the girl continued. “But, I can bless your weapon. It’s not anywhere near the same as a truly pure blade and it’ll eventually wear off….but it should make it more effective against undead and demons in the short term"

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"I think.”