“Nyah…,” said the queen of the Omehi as she shunted all of her power into her vizier. The sudden burst of light was blinding enough to push the demons back, and, eyes burning, Tau shielded his face. Her power drained, and glowing faintly, Tsiora dropped to her knees, exhausted, defeated, stricken. “Nyah, I love you,” she said, winking out of Isihogo’s existence.
