Play with fire and you get burned...

Ceremony

Lyris music
Nell necklace
George sorts necklace

Death of Carmen

"Mierda, how did I not see that this bunch of pinche gueys would try and stab me in the back" crossed her mind as she grabbed her dagger and summoned the sword-demon. The dagger pulsed briefly but no more as the purple weave crackled over them, things were not getting better when Carmen realised that Angelica was blocked. 

"Still not enough" she whispered as the dagger slashed Dyal's throat and killed the most dangerous of the 5 inner circle. A slight frown crossed her face as she realised that he was not just slow but completely paralysed. A sting at the back of her neck made it all clear as she quickly flicked out the dart and wondered what posion it contained. 

She ducked quickly to avoid Dashwood's swinging blade and noticed the old warlock crumple to the floor. Perhaps the angels were with her tonight she thought as she dodged Cawthorne's blase and plunged the dagger to his heart. The dagger was humming gently, a few seconds more and she could activate her armour. Across the room one of the Hellfire members shouted "Dashwood" and the miserable betrayer, eyes wide in surprise, died as 2 bullets hit him in the chest. 

Before Carmen could react, another bullet hit her in the arm and threw her against the wall. She grimaced but called her demon armour forth. As the smoke cleared, the last cultist stepped forward his hood back and eyes blazing. "Marco" she gasped, armour forming over her body but too late as he raised the gun. She cursed her luck and smiled as the bullet entered her brain.