|(#TwilightRealm, #Witches, #Dorch #Fae, #Oakenlings, etc. belong to the lovely @LadyLeaf - ALSO Robin the Bubble Magician and Mark Frost)
WARNING: this doll contains Violence
The two pair of mock Damians, lost in their own worlds of mortal combat, paid no heed to Marea's injunction to yield. Of the other three, one Yeled and the Yaldah looked up, although keeping one eye on their Fae opponent. "The Witch who commands you set all of this up to trap us; you were the bait," the young Mistress added wearily.
"So what?" asked the woman, bitterly. "If you don't kill us, the Witch surely will. No one can defeat her."
"Surrender now, wait, and see. She could kill you a little less mercifully, I suppose, but if we win, there's a chance you might survive."
"Women are weak," snarled the Yeled who hadn't seemed even remotely interested in Marea's offer. "I will die with honor, and the sacred flame will carry my spirit..."
"As you wish," sighed Marea, interrupting.