Looking down at Alexia, the Drow Priestess smiled confidently and said, "And as for you, my little Fire Mage, sleep and know no more!" And with that some dreamvines erupted from the earth and began to tightly wrap themselves around Alexia!Screaming in pain, the Dark Elf quickly realized that the energy ball that had struck him in the back had left behind a dark, viscous residue that was burning its way through his armor. Quickly slipping his Elven chain mail off of him, the Swordsman still felt some of the sting of that burning residue as he snarled between gritted teeth, "TUCY, GET HER!"
"It would be my pleasure." The Dark Sorceress answered as she turned to face Sorrowspinner. "What a weak woman you are, tangling up a mere child instead of fighting someone more your equal."
The sorceress sent a small fireball heading towards Alexia. The fire ignited the dreamvines. 'I hope that is enought.' the witch thought, "I really hate that two-faced lying child so I do not really want to help her.'
Sleep vines erupted around the sorceress' feet. She just laughed, "Do not expect me to fall too easily!" She expertly dodged the vines then set them aflame.
Raven hair flew like a cloak behind the woman as she rolled away from a newly sprung vine towards the Priestess. She laid half sprawled on the ground and raised her hands towards the Drowess. A wave of darkness left her hands and encircled the Priestess. Tiny black threads which only she could see entangled the drowess in a tight net of darkness. Tuculcha laughed as the spell began to take effect. "You better write this one down, War Scribe, it is particularly nasty."
The Dark Sorceress smiled contently as the darkness ate away the flesh of the other woman; slowly corroding her dark skin. Sorrowspinner screamed in agony and began to claw at the decaying flesh on her face, trying to get rid of the dark cloud. Her struggle was to no avail as the spell continued to the flesh of the still-living drow.
