Malice hugged her body as she moaned in bliss. The boost of power she was receiving from Madam Locraine had enhanced her stats exponentially. She was hovering in the air, looking down on the people below her who were all shaking in fear as she enjoyed her bath of power.
This woman was exuding an aura that was scarier than the individual aura of the Sins. After all, she took two Blessings, making her stronger than anyone in any Realm.
Malice wore a black silk sleeveless dress. It had a long train that twirled below her. On her chest were small butterflies with curved patterns on them. The butteflies trailed from her chest, encircling her body, and flowing down to the end the trail.
"Now, humans," Malice grinned. "Let's see how long you'll–"
Before she could finish, a large lightning struck her down. There was a black smoke that clouded around Malice and for a moment, her aura vanished.
