McLaren family castle ruins, Dublin, Ireland
The girls arrived at the place finally, Diana had a complicated battle against the Banshee that protected the castle, but Hellene was still missing, she knew that the girls would come, she knew that Cavendish would come and was waiting for her presence, sitting on a kind of throne that she made for this moment. Another battle might be about to happen, but this time against a dhampir, someone who is on the level if not even more powerful than Cavendish herself and the eight girls this time were coming there to see McLaren face to face.
The corridor slowly lit the candles, as the eight approached, until they arrive at the end, there was still a dark illumination, just showing a staircase, that was illuminated by the steps, arriving at a throne, an armchair made of tree roots and other ornaments around, it was already possible to see Hellene's feet, that were barefoot, with the girl wearing only some bands by the same, while slowly the lights were turned on, showing that she was wearing torn trousers, that reached a little below the knee, on the torso she was wearing what looked like a tank top, also torn in black, and was wearing a cape tied around the neck and the face, reveals the resemblance that she had with her deceased mother Laura McLaren, she had long red hair, with fringes going through the face and also on the side of the face, with deep red eyes. At that hour the eight stopped a little and it was even possible to notice that Marianne was trembling a little with fear.
Hellene: 'oehnters, i dedn't expect me sester to betray all o' oehs by allyin 'erself wit all o' you, it disappoints me, anyway, at least i'll 'ave fresh blood 'ere fahr a good few days.
She stands up, raising her arm and at that moment a demonic energy gets around her hand, a pentagram is drawn on the floor and then the eight of them jump back dodging what could be a deadly attack from Hellene, noticing this the same one shows a little happiness, getting a slight smile, going down that ladder, slowly, when arriving where she was a little facing to all, it was possible to notice that the dhampir that from far seems so intimidating, close by she loses a little those points for the lack of height that she possesses, having the same 1,51m of height in which Constanze has, she's very short and that makes Amanda laugh a bit due to that,
Amanda: So it's a shortie who are killing everyone who comes in here?
Hellene with a few friend's face just with a stare makes Amanda fall back, just with her look, she stared at the eight, O'Neill, stood up already a little more attentive, the infamous joke of the Irish made it make McLaren a little more angry, with that Croix is the second to open her mouth, since it was a tension all around trying to express herself to the girl who was still with the few friend's expression.
Croix: Hellene, you don't need to attack us, we are not enemies, we just came as allies, for your sister, we came because she wanted to get you, she remembered you in all these years, she always wanted to come here.
Hellene: you shoeht oehp! you kednapped me sester years ago! you took 'er away frahm me, tahgether wit yooehr friend you kelled me mahther! you're a fake and a wretch! you dahn't 'ave de mahrality to talk abooeht any o' dis! i'll finesh you ahff one by one you slayers, you made me sester's 'ead, you made 'er comb 'ere, and den kell oehs bot, boeht i'll naht allow dat, fahr i'll show you what real terrahr is.
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Witchvania: The Curse of the Countess Cavendish EN
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