With a yell Morgan now raised her arm above her head, lightning raining down upon Villar. The titan now screamed, a mixture of rage and agony echoing throughout the throne room.
Morgan narrowed her eyes as Villar fell to his knees. Gazing at him Morgan watched as his clothing caught fire, his skin blistering and turning black. Grimacing Villar focused his gaze upon Morgan, his skin charring black exposing portions of his skull. Morgan now looked at the charred man, one of his eyes having turned milky white as his breathing became labored.
Villar chuckled softly, looking up at Morgan. "Not bad," he wheezed. Morgan said nothing, her vision trained solely on Villar. To her surprise she now watched as the titans wounds began to heal, skin regrowing over his exposed skull. As he stood the only evidence of his injuries were his charred clothes and the stink of burning flesh.
"You are no ordinary wizard," he said, cracking his neck. "Few creatures in the multiverse can surpass Liliths power, you are one of the few."
Although alarmed at Villars regenerative powers, Morgan remained stone faced. "What can I say, guess I'm just special."
"No," Villar grinned. "Not just special. Exceptional. It appears the rumors were true, you are Morgan LeFay."
Morgan took a small step backwards, preparing now for a counter strike. "So what if I am?"
"I never believed you could be taken down by mortals," Villar whispered. "In most universes you were not. To have the opportunity to destroy you once and for all shall truely be fight worth having."
Villar now began to chuckle, a massive amount of magical energy building around him as he prepared to fight. "Dont disappoint me."
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Gloria rubbed her eyes as the portal closed behind her. Gazing at her surroundings she was surprised by what she saw.
Gloria stood in a clearing in the woods, a cobblestone path in front of her seemed to lead to a village. Looking up Gloria saw that it appeared to be night here, a large moon hovering large in the sky. Looming above the village Gloria could clearly see a large gothic inspired castle illuminated by the moonlight.
"Greetings Ms. O'Toole."
Gloria turned, gasping in shock at the large werewolf standinding before her. The werewolf appeared close to 7 feet tall, his dark black fur neatly trimmed while his amber eyes studied her. "Um hello," she answered, her eyes focusing on the werewolves massive fangs.
"Dont be alarmed," the werewolf said quickly. "My name Vega. We have been anxiously awaiting your arrival."
"You have," Gloria asked curiously.
Vega nodded, his smile spreading far. "But of course," he said. "Your actions in trying to protect Zack and Princess Winery were quite noble. My king was hoping you would come, we look forward to discussing an alliance with the wizards."
Gloria could only nod as Vega bowed,.motioning her to follow. While she had no idea what she would say, the fact that her actions were appreciated were a good start. Hopefully whatever negotiations she would have with the werewolves would go smoothly.