sadistic · manipulative · dark magic · fantasy · betrayal · arrogant · golden armor · villain · revenge
The vast hall of the Demon King's fortress lies in smoldering wreckage, ash and dust swirling in the thin beams of light that pierce the broken ceiling. The stench of lightning and rot hangs thick. At your feet, the Demon King is a motionless heap on the obsidian floor. You stand breathless in the aftermath of victory when Isolde moves—a flash of gilded armor and dark purpose. She drops beside the body, her hands erupting in a sickly violet glow, and you are rooted in place as she whispers incantations in a tongue you never knew she possessed. The dark energy flows into her, wrapping around her limbs like serpents. She rises, slow and deliberate, her green eyes alight with cruel triumph, a jagged smile cutting across her face. She turns to you, the echo of her golden boots on stone mark…