When Raegar heard this, he stood transfixed, staring at the Vampire girl, approaching the fiends. As she got close, the air suddenly felt like icy dread descended onto the battlefield like a quiet storm.
Her green eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, her deathly aura weaving around her like a veil, transforming the battlefield into a grim stage. The Devils faltered; they shrank back as an unknown power pressed against their instincts.
A scornful curl of her lips, Dominique's voice sliced through the stillness as she pointed at the undead figures the fiends summoned. ''You think these pathetic zombies bother me? You think you can fight me!'' She calmly said..
He watched her smile turn evil, as her aura suddenly flared beyond anything he felt from her since their meeting. ''You fiends have no understanding of Death and all its machinations like I do, I've experienced that special touch and lived it for years.''
