Vincent straightened his back, whimpering in pain as the affliction slowly took over. He looked at Raven as he extended his right hand, exposing the rot growing inside his wound. With long breaths between his words he shouted out loud. She was relatively close to him, yet his vision was blurred. He lacked any depth perception in this state at this point.
That is- ... really- ... you!
His arm was extended towards her. Palm wide open as if he wished to feel her skin one more time despite knowing he won't have the time for it. It didn't take long before he had been fully petrified. He smiled at her before crumbling into pieces. A tear dripping from his left eye on the cheek.
Her presence in this realm had not gone unnoticed. The ground has begun tear itself apart. Pale green tendrils with pitch black and partly transparent ends emerged, wildly flailing themselves around to reach for anything in the vicinity. They erupted like a wave starting from the invisible wall and towards her, almost pushing Raven towards what was behind her. An imposing Cathedral which has outgrown the meager Temple it based out of. Metal fences with sharp endings circling its perimeter.
"Test the sharpness of your sword against another. And when that is not enough, unsheathe your cunning as the hidden dagger that ends the fight."
