mustbepurged | Memshare: Belius

You're in a great stone coliseum, but what's happening now is no sporting event. Your friends battle against mercenaries, men out for blood. There's chaos. At the center of the conflict is a great beast, something like a large feathered fox. She falls, wounded and exhausted.

You run to her side in alarm. "I'll heal you!"

You begin casting a healing spell. Soft light surrounds you, along with a feeling of warmth that flows from your body to hers.

"You mustn't," she protests. "Your power is..."

Something's wrong. Her wounds don't mend, her strength doesn't return. Instead, the power that should be healing her seems to surge out of control. Her body glows with a wild, brilliant light, as she winces in pain.

You step back. "Wh-what... what can this mean...?"

She lets out a howl of pain and begins to thrash about madly. Her senses gone, she begins to attack indiscriminately. You watch in horror as your friends fight back, bringing her once again to her knees. She's dying. You killed her.

All you can do is kneel in front of her and apologize as the life fades from her eyes.

"I'm sorry... I... I..."