Corruption of Dalton Trant
Metaphysical / Paranormal event
564ATS
21/5
21/5
Night was setting in when Kiaya Fleur finally cornered Dalton Trant in the defiled grove with his son in hand. The pair would draw swords; Fleur a simple short sword, Trant a bladeless guard and pommel. Fleur felt the air go cold and her breath began to fog, despite they and the grove being surrounded by fire; a cackling voice echoed through the grove.
"Give unto me and you will have power!"
Trant would place his son at the base of the long-deceased wisteria as tendrils of fire and shadow engulfed the crying babe from below, dragging him through a rift. A longsword of fire and shadow burst from the guard instantaneously.
Fleur and Trant traded blows for several minutes before Trant would cleave through Fleur's blade. Trant grasped the maiden's throat and slammed her to the ground, her broken blade knocked from her grasp.
"Give her purity unto me and you will have power!" The voice cackled louder.
Trant drove the corporeal blade into Fleur's stomach. She screamed as she reached for her fallen blade as her vision began to fade, she bobbled the hilt and thrust it blindly at Dalton's head. He screamed as blinding light would flood Fleur's vision before darkness consumed her.
