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Fire and Death

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Edited 1439610871
As Syn stands in the alcove, Flames spring up around her friends and they start to scream in agony. As she stands there helplessly watching, her family, long dead in the fire 5 years ago appears before her crying out Synovia why did you leave us? Why did you let us die? Synovia runs in shame and terror, as Nuelia's laughter rings in her head "Your friends will die, I will make them bleed and you will bathe in their blood."
The scream and cries do not abate as Synovia runs up the stairs and past the signs of slaughter from the goblin lover and Bruthazmus, whose body is back with her dying companions as she flees for her life. Behind her, she can hear Ameiko screaming in anguish and rage. "YOU FAILED THEM! WHY DID YOU SAVE YOUR BROTHER?! MY SON! MY BROTHER! MY FATHER!!!!" The wail seems other-wordly; a cry from a violent and angry spectre that would surely rip her soul to shreds should catch her. Her body screams at her to run.
Synovia runs until the spell is broken, then as the realization hits that she has indeed left her friends,she turns around and runs back the way she came. The shame she feels at leaving her friends and the screams of those she has failed don't go away, but as she turns and runs back the way she came, a new feeling pushes the others aside. An anger such as she has never felt before take over all other thought, she has one purpose to completely and utterly destroy Neualia. She continues to run until she is within striking range, and cleaves the bitch into, then she see Vrinn and Miro lying motionless on the floor. Vrinn is lifeless, no breath left in his body, but Miro stills struggles for life. She pours a healing potion down his throat, praying to Desna that it works. Then she looks at Bobole, who looks near death himself, and the guilt and shame comes rushing back. She turns back to the body of her childhood friend.  She hears the sharp voice of Miro call her name, but it is distant and far off. She notices that both of her arms ache from exertion and stops their motion. As, she does, she looks down and sees the bloody pulp that is left of Neualia the at her sword and sees bits of flesh, bone and gore on the blade and drops it with a clatter to the floor. She takes in the scene around her. She breaths a sigh of relief that bobole is looting obviously fine, Miro is bent over something on the floor, weak but alive, then she sees Vrinn dead on the floor and her soul breaks as she throws herself on his motionless body sobbing until she hears Bobole say "Oh good you're breathing" and Vrinn's voice answer "I won't be much more if Synovia dunt get off me"