Re: Iason vs.
Morgan is sprayed by debris thrown up by the blast, but takes to the air, dirtied but not damaged. She sets down delicately, one foot touching the ground as she fixes her gaze upon Iason.
"Oh you will my pet... you will beg me for the right to spend another day in my service when I am done with you." Her voice is confident, but with a touch of annoyance.
She reaches out and clenches a hand shut, as she gestures intricately with the other. The imps coalesce into one large fiend, which attempts to grapple with Iason.
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