A tale of creatures of the night (1 rating) by Tiffany Little
Page 2 of 2 But Eldrith looked anything but defeated she murmured a few words under her
breath.
" Speak up you witch or are you ashamed of your words "
Then Eldrith cried the words again at the top of her voice and a power
spread from her like a ripple. Constance and I were flung back and I was tossed
aside as Constance flew forward to release her wrath. For a few minutes the
women battled, Constance using fangs and nails and Eldrith using words aided by
an unseen force.
I felt my head spin and my vision faded the last thing I saw was Eldrith
spin out of the air overcome by a viscous blow.
Burning, pouring down my throat a liquid fire. I sat up choking. Constance
was leaning over me and steaming black blood was pouring from her throat.
" Taste it " she whispered " taste the ultimate power "
" Don’t Boy, ‘tis not the ultimate power but the ultimate method of control
" came a weak voice from the corner. It was then I noticed that Eldrith beaten
and blood covered, was laying on the floor.
I stopped for a moment but the word power on the lips of a woman such as
Constance lured me and I drunk gladly.
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