Date: 2007-04-28 05:20 pm (UTC)
The blast explodes against The Witch Queen's own in a cascade of water and eldritch energy, punctuated by the incessant, malevolent cackling.

You will see, young Tempest. Soon, when you and Orin's corpses hang from the dome of Poseidonis. They will crack like egs in a clenched fist.

The water around them now is turbulent, and the show is definitely making an impression on the huddling Atlanteans, many of whom whisper of dark gods returning to take vengeance from being cast into the deeper depths.

But the Witch Queen now seems more interested in spreading terror than she does actually attacking ...
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