She’d deflected many of them over her extensive period as a warlord, but today something was different. Perhaps it was the tenacity in which he fought, or skill? It did play an important factor; or maybe she wanted it? Whatever the reasoning, the toxic life force of the Outlaw Queen spill from her bosom onto the once veiled Liafador Family painting, now in ruins. As she lay, waiting for death to take her once more, she kept an enigmatic grin on her blood-tinted lips. With each prolonged breath, her bosom shuddered in the frigid air.
“Well done…” She whispered followed by a series of problematic coughs. “You got me.” The deep wound kept her voice soft but harsh as if she were using every facet of her being to continue speaking. “But how will you stop the Nightmares that have yet to come”.
Blood drip down the curves of her olive tinted cheeks, followed by a series on involuntary blinks. “Ab sequuntur somnia somniabunt (Dreams from Nightmares) she muttered softly, before closing her pacific blue eyes for the final time.
But, apparently the death of Ziccarra wasn’t seemingly the end of this…nightmare. She’d launched something, something perhaps more powerful.
10 Hours Before
The palace didn’t have the same feel; instead of the energy that Tassi and Maya usually brought, it was dead and cold. Instead of the new trinkets Selene would purchase it was empty and bare. The smell of Leon, Leonel and Alexis sparring no longer littered the air. Instead the smell of scorched servants, and days old decaying carcasses lingered in the air. Deep through the corridors of the west wing, in the darkest room down the left side of the hall.
The Outlaw Queen sat bearing the heart of Catalina, and an intricate little spell she secured from The Goddess Amora just days before. In the end, she’d be killed she knew it, all major Cardinal resources had been depleted, they were coming to kill the queen, but not before she released the final blow.
“Darkness is something that lies within everyone. For others it takes a little temptation.” Though the captives could hear her, they weren’t in the position to speak at all.
“My Queen, you really should prepare to depart Spain, once they realize you’ve returned to Madrid, they will not stop until you’re dead.”
“By that time darling it will truly be too late. Have the Cardinals activate the Quantonium; I do not want this city standing. I am to be informed the moment Tassiania or Maya enter this city…is that understood.”
As the Cardinal guard obliged, Ziccarra executed a pirouette and emerged in her once iconic Cardinal Goddess uniform. “You all will remain here, if the quantonium proves to be unstable this blast room will be the only thing to shield you from the explosion”
Those were her final words before disappearing in an incandescent burst of psionic energy. The destination? Downtown Madrid, much like Emerald City it had been turned into a war zone, the bulk of Ziccarra’s new Cardinal legion fought not Citizen soldiers, but a konite fueled string of retaliators. From just across the pond she’d heard tales of a man using the addictive drug to assert his dominance in Gothic City, apparently he was now it Madrid, something she could not have.
With the quantonium ready to launch and what was left of the Spanish parliament stashed in a security warehouse on the far side of town, The Cardinal Queen could finally divert her attention back to this konite problem.
Reappearing in a burst of psionic energy the battle ready goddess launch herself into battle for the first time since battling Mercy, she needed to know where he was. Where was Satar.
5 Post until Quantonium Explosion