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[color=B39500]"Tch."[/color] Stepping aside, Himea blocked the spear with her sceptre. [color=B39500]"Keep those cheesy speeches of yours to yourself. This is our home too - and not just that, our [i]domain.[/i]"[/color] These light girls were proving tougher than she'd thought. It was almost sad, how they wasted all that power serving others. At least the frog girl had unwittingly brought herself and her steed within the bishop's range.

She cast a glance at her summon. [color=B39500]"Drain them both."[/color] It floated closer, its shadow cloak billowing, as it made to draw magical energy from frog and rider towards the cross that was its head. The amphibious abomination, being the faster mover, would probably hop out of range, but with any luck the bishop would siphon a fair amount of power beforehand. 

[color=B39500]"And don't forget the small fry either."[/color] Some of the lesser Miseria crawling up the wall like slugs shrivelled to nothing, save for a few smoky wisps of essence, which Himea beckoned forth and absorbed. Even if she had the money for it and then some, having to pay for tonight's dinner was a prospect too humiliating to let happen. Plus, the more powered up both she and her summon were, the better.

Revelling in the rush of dark magic coursing through her body, Himea raised her arm and swung her sceptre towards the warrior frog's head - in a feint. Changing its course before it could hit, she aimed for its belly instead, in an attempt to knock all that rainbow-coloured breath from it, and hopefully destabilise its rider.