[center][h1][color=6ecff6]Karina Frost[/color][/h1]

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Just as Tayla landed, she was struck by the coins Týfurkh put on the ground. While Karina didn't understand his magic that well, whatever he did with them made Tayla feel an excruciating pain when she stepped on them. It seemed like he made them become a type of landmine using vibrations. Nonetheless, it was quite an interesting ability.
That said, it was the end for Tayla. She was undeniably cornered. Wounded and now fighting alone against both Týfurkh and Karina, there was no possible way for her to beat them and her terror filled expression made it clear that she knew that fact.

The second Tayla looked towards them though, she saw Karina lunging towards her, the beautiful blade of her rapier approaching Tayla's throat in a deadly thrust. When it got nearby Tayla though, Karina stopped, holding her on the point of her rapier.

[color=6ecff6]"It's over, Tayla."[/color] Karina said, looking deep inside the woman's terror filled eyes.

For a second, Karina seemed to stop, almost as if hesitating to end the woman's life.

[color=6ecff6]"Stop the other cultists', now. Tell them to retreat and let us leave. You don't have many choices."[/color] Karina demanded, looking to her with a cold, piercing gaze.

[color=6ecff6]"Why are you so willing to throw away your life and fight for these people, who want nothing more but to corrupt and destroy everything. Just like they did with this town?"[/color] she asked. Despite Karina asking that question, the urgency on her voice was clear. Tayla's life depended on her own words, both her answer to that question and if she would make the cultists retreat or not.