The War In Heaven
"Well, Shadowrat, I don't want you here. Get thee hence."
The imp's face could never have been pleasant to look at, but the wide leer that appeared upon it in defiant response to her command was unexpected, and Mariel was momentarily unsettled. How dare it look at her so! Angered, and not wishing to suffer the ugly thing's presence one moment longer than she must, she drew her sword and took a threatening step towards the imp. Her weapon, a marvelous instrument of righteous retribution, burst into flames as soon as it was drawn from its scabbard.
The imp cringed before the burning flames and gibbered with fear. Clearly, it had not expected so drastic a reaction, but Mariel was feeling jumpy tonight.
"Begone, ill spirit," she commanded, pointing the fiery blade at its throat.
But even as she spoke, she realized she had made a careless mistake. She was too close! The imp's arms lengthened as it reached out for her, and b