Doorways
Isabel lunges, a basic obvious move, you confidently grab her arm, twist round and deliver a sharp, swift blow to her temple. Her head is violently forced sideways, and she staggers back, dropping the lethal dagger which you quickly grab without a second thought.
'Stay back!' You hiss, revealing your true fury.
The Priest, however, has something else in mind. He continues to step foward. Looking up into the sky, he begins his prayer.
'In God's name, your witch powers will be rendered useless against me. Father in Heaven, help me to stop this evil spirit from hurting people in your Kingdom on earth. I swear in your name I will protect it from this--'
You've heard enough.
Father Bartholomew drops to his knees with the hilt of your knife protruding from his hairy, thick neck. Which is soon dripping with blood. And not just his own, Isabel would have made a good friend.
Without remorse you take a step back, staring into his cruel, cold dying eyes, as his body falls towards you.
You wish Isabel good luck in the afterlife, and push your wild locks of hair from your face.
Pulling the knife from Father Bartholomew's neck, you...
'Stay back!' You hiss, revealing your true fury.
The Priest, however, has something else in mind. He continues to step foward. Looking up into the sky, he begins his prayer.
'In God's name, your witch powers will be rendered useless against me. Father in Heaven, help me to stop this evil spirit from hurting people in your Kingdom on earth. I swear in your name I will protect it from this--'
You've heard enough.
Father Bartholomew drops to his knees with the hilt of your knife protruding from his hairy, thick neck. Which is soon dripping with blood. And not just his own, Isabel would have made a good friend.
Without remorse you take a step back, staring into his cruel, cold dying eyes, as his body falls towards you.
You wish Isabel good luck in the afterlife, and push your wild locks of hair from your face.
Pulling the knife from Father Bartholomew's neck, you...