Into The Smoldering Valley

Elyia was having the time of her life; somehow, without her Magick, she was managing to fight the impossible odds.

Well, it might not be all her. She was being supported heavily by one of the most skilled sharpshooters she had ever seen, two different Thrones, her mom and also the mother of a Throne.

All of that together made for a formidable team that was battling against this formidable Jinn.

She of course was the main vanguard, with her spear in hand she would attack without any hesitation. 

Elyia would penetrate the legs of the Jinn when they were a lizard, thrusting in deep to disable them, drawing in blood. 

And when they were a scorpion, she would slash at their joints, trying to cut off any of their long appendages, especially at his tail and claws.

Malakbel created a vast amount of illusions to back her up, it was not just apparitions of Elyia that felt, looked like or sounded like her, but also the terrain.