User blog comment:Prof. Draco/RP/ Cursed be he.../@comment-1674153-20130530223626

As soon as the blade turned to rust, the figure seemed to gasp, grasping her throat. She whispered a strangled, "But she said..." as Juan snagged the hilt, and she plummeted to the floor.

The cloak billowed around the person, sliding off just as the figure touched the ground, most likely dead. To Bri's amazement, it was not the blonde Von Dichi that she had met, but a Brazilian woman - the same woman, she realized, who had served them lemonade at Von Dichi's manor.

Despite having the apparent threat neutralized, Aden was still struggling to breathe properly, feeling a hard tightening sensation around his ribcage.