Snippet #2675990

"You will burn slow, Demon!"

Griffin frowned. This was highly... unfortunate. There was no way he could beat the Day Queen in open combat, not yet. He was still too human, too fragile. He could hold her at bay, however. Long enough to secure his freedom, with a hostage. He cursed silently. He had no choice but to show his trump card. To unleash a power the likes of which even the Fae feared. It would not be enough to make him successful in a battle, but it could scare her. Scare them all.

Fear and his hostage were the only tools he had now. It was good he had fed. He would need all of that power now, and with the surge of the Night Queen still burning through his veins... He had everything he needed. There was no hiding the sudden surge. The darkness intensified into an impenetrable veil. The air around them seemed to freeze, the world turning a shade darker for a moment as an expanding corona of power flowed forth from him. His eyes filled with a seeping blackness that spread to his veins like poison. Webbing out from his face and traveling down his neck, presumably to other parts of his body as well, his veins turned as black as void. The feel of this energy was entirely hostile. It was not the night. It was something else.

The blackness bled from his aura, covering the walls around him in their viel, meeting the light of the Day Queen in a fierce battle of all its own. When Griffin spoke, his voice burned with an inhuman inflection.

"Stand aside, Fae. I will leave this place, or I will swallow the Day Girl whole. She will feed the Abyss, the Eternal Void, her essence fueling the domination of the lesser species. Her soul lost, torn and swallowed."

Griffin's insides burned. He couldn't hold this power for long. He had never summoned this much, and it was draining him faster than he anticipated. His entire body was in agony, as if being squeezed in a vice. Still, he held his ground, confident the threat of losing the Day Girl would stay the Queen's hand.