[@Sarcelle Renard][@Lord Zee][@Cuccoruler][@Karos]

Octavia seemed unfazed by the dog's words as she started to concentrate light magic from the inside of her chest. [color=ed1c24]"I'm sorry but... I simply can't allow you to die... Not here... Besides... If you were to die here, it would not be in peace. You hate me for what I have done... Don't you? That's fine. Hate me as much as you like but that will not stop me from saving my Knight, understand?! I made a promise that I would protect you and protect you I shall!"[/color] Octavia replied raising her voice. She turned to Lucius. [color=ed1c24]"Lucius, my Knight of Angels, my final order to you is this; you are not allowed to die until you have been given my permission! Until then you are to continue living your life, find true love, and to find true happiness! To live when both realms are at peace with each other and look back upon this moment and weep tears of joy, for you were able to live to see that day!"[/color] She said in an ordering tone. [color=ed1c24]"Should you fail to obey my orders, you will be a traitor to all of the light kingdom and her people! As such, you will be stripped of your title and you shall be imprisoned in the depths of hell!"[/color]

Octavia's aura intensified greatly as she said this. Suddenly, the light she had been storing in her body, escaped through her chest as a large, concentrated, dripping ball. Angel's blood infused with light magic, an incurable, quick killing poison in it's purest form. Octavia extended her arm towards the beast and the ball of light shot into the beast.

The effects of the poison were immediate, as the Angel's blood attacked the beast from the inside out. The monstrosity screeched in agony and pain as it arched upwards, then ran about wildly, crashing into trees. A smell of burning flesh and blood curdling screeches was all that came from the beast as the poison continued to attack it's body. Now they had a good chance at defeating the creature.

Octavia turned back to Lucius and kneeled down beside him once more, in a protective stance. Once the beast was dead, she would heal his leg and arm with the last bits of magic that she could muster.