Endgames Songfiction part 3
The fog rolled in silently, devouring all in its path. Not ten minutes ago, the sky was a rich blue, full of life. Now it was as cold and grey as death. Pirogoeth gave a slight shiver as she walked behind Largo, a task growing more difficult with each passing minute. Suddenly Largo stopped walking, causing Pirogoeth to run into him.
"We can't go any further," Said Largo, a mere silhouette in the thick fog. "Stay here, wench. I shan't be long."
"I have a name!" She said finally. "It is Pirogoeth, and you will do well to address me by it."
Her hands began to glow with her anger. She conjured the words of her favorite spell to her mind. Rending, flaying, shredding, and burning. All wrapped into one spell. However, before she could act, largo was already upon her. He tackled her to the ground, covering her mouth.
Storm coming in me, bad weather just makes me breathe
Watch as the sky turns grey, life ebbs and flows away
Wait, before I go, I'll make them all eat crow
Play the hand life deals