She giggled slightly, "This one has some fight in her? At last!" She exclaimed, tossing her arms up into the air over-dramatically. She then dissapeared, re-appearing behind Kaliv with a handfull of dark energy collected in her hand. Aimed at his neck, Kaliv's breath caught in his throat. She could release it and kill him instantly.
Oddly enough, the young prince felt calm. He placed trust in his companions - and he certainly damn placed trust in himself. Undettered by her threat, he continued to think of plans to take her down.
Regeneration... Black magic... He thought. Then blinked suddenly, he looked to the floor. The rock seemed... dulled, wilted. The entire cavern did - how did he not notice it? They take black magic from sources, just like mages do...
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