Malvick Craven - Protection

"Madness!" I cried, unable to take my eyes away from the virtual screen presented to all the on-lookers. "She's a bloody monster!" 

My heart trembled at the cruelty. They were running for their lives. Running with everything they had. But Izalith… She was butchering them. She was carving them to pieces with a smile. 

Being able to chant a mantra in battle made her part of the one percent. That was a rare ability. But to maintain such a level of focus when struck was almost impossible. She was pulling Ether from the air and refining it without issue. And the worst part was she was nearing the heart of the forest. Yet it was clear she was facing no issue. 

"Stop this madness at once!" A grim howl echoed from below, garnering the attention of the Twelve Lords of the Council.

However, each of the Lords was silent. There was nothing they could do. There weren't allowed to intervene. Their Master wouldn't allow them.