Hex looks at them with the most 'done' expression someone without pupils could pull off. Right… She looks down and sees Hel struggling to stand. At least half of her body had been over taken by eyes, half of which are falling off. Hex groans and bends down. She puts her left claw on Hel's face and grips her head. Hel reacts with panic and starts punching her fingers. Idiot. She lifts her up and slams her down, knocking her unconscious. Then, a simply, awful noise comes from Hex's claws as the sound of slurping emanates from her fingers. One by one, the eyes that litter Hel's torso close and are slowly sucked back into her body. One can look closely and see them traveling up her body towards her face where is it hidden by Hex's claw.
Let me guess. You sang. She looks at Vozreal as she speaks, knowing he is far more impulsive. Songs are curses to out kind. And curses are songs. When a melody occurs, the magic in our body reacts volatilely and dangerously. Although I would have loved to watch how this one would have played out, I still need something from her. I am only doing this so we can fight with both of us at out apex. She removes her claw and Hel is shown with her eyes closed and head tilted, but completely fine. That was a child's curse. Children do not know the horrors of song and curse themselves all the time. She stands. It is usually far worse than this. A little smile plays on her mouth but in the end she looks at the others with annoyance. Do not try to curse her again and get her magic back. I will give you a second chance, but if she is not recovered, you all are dead. She turns to leave, a black veil encompassing her once more and vanishing within a breath. Hel lays motionless on the ground.
