"You want our soul?" Aidan asked. He was getting scared slightly now.
"More than that. I want everything from you. You won't be complete with just a soul. I want your body and everything else."
"Are you planning to enslave us?"
"Slave isn't really the right word."
'Then that means it's almost correct,' Aidan thought.
"Sofiel, we have to win this battle. If we lose then it's game over."
Sofiel nodded and stared at the evil woman. She readied her staff for battle.
"It's useless," Edoma said. "All this time I'm just playing with you. This isn't even my final form."
Aidan frowned.
Edoma smiled and all of her clothes burst while her wounds healed in an instant. A bright dark light enveloped her whole body and a pair of horns and wings grew out of her.
The pair of wings and horns were black and beautiful. It perfectly fit her and she looked very enticing.
