Both of the mental fortitudes of both mages had certainly begun to show the more it ate away. Both in varying degrees of control and reasons, it seemed to be becoming that Jennifer couldn’t keep herself together when she lost control of herself, meanwhile Sanguines sat by reflecting on her past and using it to fuel that of her magical abilities. Perhaps she could end up like the blonde if she hadn’t had the constant scent of blood to keep her mind wound up in a bit of hunger. After getting through a stage of insatiable hunger, she had been able to bring herself to a more stable mindset. And in a situation such as this, it was probably a blessing that she were the one in control. Still, Sanguine had to keep herself in the game mentally. She wasn’t just here to protect that of Jen, but she had a unborn child to care for and the head maid would not let harm come to that if she could help it.
With a new mindset of being mission oriented, she had to try and push through her anger. At the very least, to refocus it and channel it into a more constructive and destructive manner in order to see that everything was done correctly. It wasn’t much to say that she was surprised to have realized the member she took to accompany her ended up succumbing to some form of a mental psychosis in a small breakdown of sorts and went off the reservation.... but it helped. It kept others busy in a way that she were able to focus on the Lich. Well, that would be the case if it were not for the Lich taking it under his own case to antagonize the blonde and incite her wrath to an immeasurable level. This dark, demonic aura of a stench radiated around her body and it had begun to almost incite fear in the Lich. What was once a cocky and all powerful being was now cowering before the punch happy blonde for mercy. All of which... only worsened.
Meanwhile, the head maid took the time to watch. She could step in and stop her, but in the long run she couldn’t see there being any need. Arms folded just under her chest, the head maid watched on with an uncaring gaze while the Lich continued to plead. The spirits of Jen’s doing the same, but instead it was towards the maid that she not have second thoughts of trying to intervene. Honestly, this was entertaining to watch to say the least and she had no issues really with wanting to step in the way of a nice show, except for some popcorn... but, a nice dead, blood filled body was a VERY good alternative! It seemed to be her lucky day as well, as a small wandering group of demons had come around, following the trail of carnage the two Errings Rising members had left and stumbled upon the maid standing by a pair of spirits that seemed to be more afraid looking than anything.
They looked to one another before mischievous grins had formed on their faces. They hadn’t been noticed and so they snuck back behind the wall while they began to whisper their plan to one another and coordinated well to ambush them. Maybe if they succeeded, the Lich would empower them for it! A few snarky chuckles left the demons as they finalized their plan and broke from their small, hidden huddle in order to execute this plan. Then, one felt something drip on its head. Then another. A second felt the same, but this one began to burn, a second following up just like before. More droplets fell to the ground between the group in one spot before they finally looked up to see what was going on. As the group would look up, the maid floated above them, her hands dripping with both blood and acid from either hand. As fire bore into one hand of the group, she simply snapped her fingers and watched as the blood on the ground and on that particular demon had exploded. Body parts, blood, and so much more splattered along the area and into the same street that Jen and the Lich were fighting in.
Moving over through the air, the maid dropped herself down next to the blonde during the pleading cries of the Lich. She had given him a beating before Jennifer’s follow up of nearly pulverizing him into non existence. One scale and talon shaped hand gently rested on the blondes left shoulder, trying to show that she was there, but more so it was to distract her. See, in her time of watching, Sanguine had been inspecting the way the Lich had moving, as if he was trying to cover up something. It reminded her of something important. ”Mistress Jennifer, step back.” She demanded, no sound of care or question in her voice. If she didn’t step back on her own, she’d be pushed back by just a step or two, wanting her to still see what was going on. ”You see, Lich’s may cower, but he’s just trying to bide his time. They can constantly come back to life should you not destroy their phylactory. Otherwise, they will regenerate and eventually, you’ll die to their hands... so, allow me to help you.”
She lied about helping, in a sense. She wasn’t going to help, she would be taking over. Her hair would begin to move and twist about until it formed into a large drill curl. Without any time to waste, she thrusted the long, curled hair into the chest and the “drill” would begin to churn. Through blood and bone churning and snapping, a shattering sound had popped up over the other sounds, at which time her hair had stopped. A scaled foot would reach up and push the corpse over. Withering away into dust, it left behind a single ring and his robed attire. With any hope, Jen would begin to calm herself down, but there was still one thing left that she had to address while they were out. Not a smirk came about as she had prepared herself for this, but she would turn to the blonde part of the way before she would deliver a swift, and hard back hand to the woman’s face. If she were caught enough off guard, she would potentially fall to the ground from the hit.
”Get a freaking grip on yourself!” She snapped, her eyes setting onto her with a near nerve pulsing glare from the amount of anger seething from the demi dragoness. She wrapped smaller parts of her hair around the wrists and ankles of Jennifer, just in the course she should try to fight back, she would only use them to pull them back and away from striking back, even one around her waist to keep her from lunging at the blood slayer. ”You listen the hell up and you listen good! You’re going to be a parent and you have that little amount of control over yourself!? You best learn to set your gosh darn priorities straight and put that child first or you’ll get one or both of you killed!” The topic was beginning to get to her, emotionally at least. Through her anger was nearly visible frustration. Seeing the way Jen recklessly fought despite her condition had hit her much differently than she thought. ”You’re going to live and love that child, and I will not sit idly by while you put the two of you at risk! So help me if you leave this child parentless, I will come to help to personally beat you so gosh darn badly you’ll never be able to move again!” The head maid would then toss the blonde a couple of feet back, letting her free and letting her hair return to its normal length. This was just so that she could be prepared should she try to attack anyway, or just give her room to breathe and regain her normal composure. ”Do I make myself clear, Jennifer?” There was still that hint of venom in her at the moment, refusing to drop the topic until the reality would hit this woman and she would see things from her perspective.
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