[@Narcotic Dollie][@RiverMaiden][@Ace of flames01]

Livia's attack shot past the fairy, she was fast just as nimble as Livia was flitting about her and there. She let her attack wither in the air, the tar like tendril dissipating and degrading into ash that coated the forest floor as she called back her magical essence. [i]This will be interesting[/i] she thought to herself, she was more used to dealing with brutes, a tedium that had grown quite repetitive, this fairy would giver her some sport at least.

That was when Livia's mind was sent reeling, she shot off course dissipating around a tree as she did so. She looked up and saw one of the skeletons dropping Naya into a ring of salt. She spat a curse in a long forgotten language, and focussed her will upon her neglected minions. The one searching for Octavia found her at last and set about securing her. It did this in a rather brutal fashion placing one armoured foot on the small of her back and the tip of its sword to the back of her neck. The second skeleton that had been watching the newcomer silently let it back away, Livia called the warrior back ordering to creep up behind Naya sword raised. The Wraith still blamed her for the Angel's escape, and she'd had the gall to blame the prince of all people! Having now seen fit to usurp her control of the dead the gloves were off as far as Livia was concerned. This only left the final skeleton the one that had helped Naya. Livia formed an eldritch sign with her free hand and the skeleton jolted, it writhed for a moment and then was still. Then suddenly the figure was ensconced in sorcerous blue flames. The figure stood motionless, except for its head, the figures head snapped back and its jaw moved in what appeared to be a silent scream. [i]That will teach you who you serve fool![/i] thought Livia. The flames died down, the skeleton was singed all over, what little flesh the creature had possessed sloughed off revealing blackened bone beneath. The figures eyes flickered for a moment, pink and blue swirling in its eyes until two jets of blue flames shot forth singing the ground as Livia reasserted her control.

Turning her attention from her minions back to the fairy she shot straight towards her intended foe. Her attack was head on sword raised in her right hand, she swung down making no attempt to block a return blow, or that's what the fairy would see. Livia shot round behind the fairy as her illusionary self set about attacking the figure in front of her. Livia smiled behind her hood, she kept her sword tucked in close knowing that a quick slash would suffice for a creature this delicate. The attack was methodical and precise, one rehearsed from centuries of practice the swing aimed so that Livia's blade would pass through as many vital organs as possible without becoming stuck on bone or sinew.