A power arrow- clad in mana, said to have the piercing power of a thousand spears.
But it never reached Maria, rather the count took a direct hit on his heart and started dying?
“You got to be kidding me,” the queen sighed. “CEASE AT ONCE~!” She shouted.
Everyone stopped, no, they were forced to. The darkness… had them glued to the ground, not letting them move an inch. As though frozen in time, they just stared.
“Oh, oh…” The count managed to squeak out, some blood also squeaked out.
“Maybe play dead?” Marcus whispered… jumping down on the ground, next to the count.
“Morons, pipe it down,” Maria ground her teeth, and audibly at that too.