She could sense them, her descendant who was in trouble, their powers weak, so very weak. Was she hurt? She could feel the dark magic in the air, another witch or warlock without a doubt. She couldn’t tell how strong they were, but she could sense them as she pressed forward, her bare feet moving forward along the cold black path. She couldn’t move fast enough, her body, it was still recuperating, she could feel herself become fatigued. Lisa had to do something, now.
She stopped walking for a moment as she began to mumble words in the supernatural language of Enochian, used by demons and angels alike. She knelt down for a moment as began to perform a summoning spell. “Ol vinu ila adagita aboaperi en canilu.” <I invoke thee to serve my blood.> Her voice was raspy and trembled, her vocal cords not been used since her ‘death’. Lisa brought her hand to her dry lips as she bit her thumb as forcefully as she could until blood was drawn. “Ol vinu ila adagita beranusajin en canilu.” < I invoke thee to guard my blood> She began to draw a series of symbols upon the ground. “Niis emna oi oanio!” <Come here this moment!>
As she finished, as if something had answered her call, a screech of an owl was heard as it appeared seemingly out of nowhere on one of the many trees that stood tall along the sides of the roads. The bird drew the attention of Lisa, who then extended her hand stained with her own blood forward. “ZODILADARE!” <Fly!> She commanded the demon in disguise of an owl. Without question, it flew forward, riding on the winds faster than Lisa could move. Hopefully it could protect her family until Lisa was able to reach them.
She persisted forward, but not before smearing her symbols with dirt on the side of the road. Witches might still be hunted at this time, she had to cover any traces of the use of her magic. Not too long she could hear shouting in the distance. Was her family under attack? Was she too late? Was there a hunter there for them already? Or did the witch/warlock get to them? But before she could reach them… a monster’s growl was heard coming from the distance behind her.
She turned around to see two big demonic eyes shining down the cursed ground, the sound of its growl growing louder with every second as the lights became brighter as well. The beast was big and faster than the owl! What kind of demon was this!? She turned to face it, chills running down her spine as the lights shined upon her, too blinding to look directly at it. Then, a loud roar came from the demon! Challenging the three-century-old witch toa duel of death! Lisa would not step away! She was a Killborn, and she was to slay this demon in order to protect her family!
She extended both her hands forward. “MAELPEREJI A EN NOBELOHA!” <Fire in my palms!> she shouted as a surge of flame appeared in her hands and rushed towards the beast! It roared again, several times, over and over as the sound of screeching was heard before the demon ran off the path and slammed itself into a nearby tree! Lisa, breathing heavily, smiled to herself, she had defeated the demon!