Aurora watched the wraith retreat behind one of the trees for a moment. What was that old hag planning? The faerie was thankful for the small break, however, and used it to evaluate both her surroundings and her opponent. The Prince was off to one side, an ancient sword of some sorts within his hands. The angel was a ways behind him, unconscious, and a skeleton was on guard over her, sword pointed at the woman's neck. She saw some kind of dog near to the two, but she waved it off as insignificant. Off to another side, the witch has somehow gotten herself in the middle of a salt circle, one of the skeletons was protecting her, it's eyes resisting a pink fla- Suddenly, the skeleton was consumed in unholy blue fire, the figure within the blaze opening it's mouth in a parody of a scream. What in the name of the Light was going on? After a few seconds of this, the flames dissipated, and the flames within the skeleton's eyes were now a cold blue like the rest of them. Aurora seriously wanted to ponder over what just happened, highly curious and feeling that it was somehow important, but her for chose this moment to come out of the trees to attack, the Phantom's blade raised high in the air for an overhead slice.
Aurora scoffed, rushing to meet the wraith in the middle of the clearing. The wraith had a hundred ways to attack her, and the old hag chooses the front? What kind of idiot would do that with such an advantage? Blocking the sword strike with one of her axes, she used the contact as a pivot point, swerving around the wraith and slicing through its back in a single move, the flames that covered the silver weapons exploding over the Phantom. However, to Aurora's horror, the wraith that she had targeted disappated, and something clicked within the faerie's mind. Just as she thought, no one would lose the chancd to take the advantage the ethereal being had over the brunette. The wraith had got her, check and mate. As the fake phantom disappeared, the real hag appeared infront of the faerie, deadly blade already mid swing towards the faerie's front in a move that would shut down multiple organs. But, Aurora wasn't dead yet. She could still move, and had one thing that could save her sorry ass, but then she would be unable to harm the wraith after the move was done. Aurora grit her teeth, and closed her eyes. Screw it. If she died now, she wouldn't be able to save the princess. She had a job, and she was going to freaking do it. With a wordless battle cry, Aurora unleashed every iota of magic she had left, exploding the area around her with pure light. If the last ditch effort stunned, or hopefully wounded the wraith, then the faerie will fly as fast as she could, smash the skeleton's head in, take the princess, then fly like hell. If it failed... Well, she didn't have to worry about the princess no more.
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