[@Jollan] [@Guy0fV4lor] [@Rai]
[h1][center][color=E4583C] GANYMEDE [/color][/center][/h1]

All she could offer to the dead bandit was a frown. Such a waste of time. Gany smirked now, looking at Dremmick, stepping over her body. She didn’t matter to her. Daring him with her eyes, she walked over calmly to the orb, walking backwards to face him the whole time. Summoning her scythe, she pushed weight into the gold ring at the end, and shattered the ball like it was china. Glass shards flew in many different directions, but she didn’t seem to mind. Infact, she was reveling in it.  Magic essence seeped out onto the floors, and she quickly got out of it. She didn’t want to stain her shoes, afterall.

She snickered to herself, nearly doubling over. Any swing Dremmick would take now would  be like a tickle, with his petty attempt to  stop her. [color=E4583C]“Your evil will never prevail- your 'king’ will never win with such a  horrendous cause. I will at least  give you guys a fitting death- because you  aren't the coward he is.”[/color] She barked, swinging her scythe in a show to be behind her back. [color=E4583C]“Sure, I’d love to have more fun, but the grown-ups have places to be,”[/color] She spoke, mockingly flashing her eyes. A hyena-grin made its way to her lips. Jumping back out to a fighting stance, she took out in a dead run to the lady, as rocks shifted on her limp body, going to put her in a position to readily expose her tender chest, with a weak attempt of a heart of a hero living inside. Such vile and malicious people should not try to play god, it was such a dishonor to the real ones trying to salvage the good on this world.