"NOOOO! NOT THE YEW TILES!!"

*CRUNCH*

Sharon's crying plea fell on deaf ears as Malizia clawed her long claws across nearly the entire width of the mansion, tearing up wood and furniture and leaving a wide, open gash into Sharon's very own sanctum!

The High Elf had hit the floor in the process, as dust and planks fell all around him. Small bits of rocks and rubble rained from the roof to clang against the delicate apparatuses thathe had set up across the room, now glowing with a haunting green light as the fel energies were nearly reaching critical overload!

And then, as if Kathlin had finally suddenly realized the danger of the situation, the contraption was activated by the click of the remote button, as the blinding green light seeping up from the fel crystals were concentrated into a long open cylindrical framework of glasses and panels, a piercing hum filling the room as it was about to activate.

"Good light... " Sharon merely mumbled, before the entire sanctum was flooded with the same old green light, now beaming out of the window; the fel energies being focused in a green lance that shot out from through the wide gash left by Malizia and out into the garden, hitting the bizarre Draenei-Death-Knight-Rat-monstrosity right in the chest, and momentarily turning the entire giantess into a living, green torch!

A short scream, then the entire garden was covered in a pitch black carpet of dark smoke and burning green cinders!

*Cough* *Cough*

Sharon staggered to his feet in the ruins of his sanctum, his apperatus still standing, though he could see that one of the two fel crystals had lost its bright green glow for that of a mundane, gray one; and was already slowly disintegrating into dust on the spot.

Adjusting his breath mask, the High Elf staggered through the black smoke and dust filling his sanctum, to walk towards the window.

Looking out, all he could see was a blinding black wall of smoke that had devoured the entire mansion and the back garden. He could see green cinders floating around in the air like ghastly figures, and deep, green lines of fel corruption stained the otherwise verdant and white ground of the garden. The air stinked of sulphur and ash, an acidic smell that nearly made his eyes weep even through his protective goggles.

"Did we? ... "

Sharon asked with a hushed whisper as he stared out into the smoking darkness and green flames outside...  until two of the green lights suddenly moved, and focused on him from above; a striking resemblance to that of two green snake eyes staring directly down at him.

Then they moved, the ground shook, and Sharon could then see the face of the eyes; as he recognized Malizia's giant face emerging from the smoke above. Two large tattered wings were barely visible through the thick smoke behind her, and Sharon could see that her already dark blue skin had gained a distinct blood red complexion with red lines, giving her a fiercesome appearance! The large foreteeth and fur had been replaced by more sleek, demonic looking features, as Sharon realized what had just happened.

"She is a Draenei! ... was, a... " Grabbing his spellbook, Sharon rapidly shifted through the pages until he reached a page labeled 'Man'ari', and shook his head.
"The beam was too focused and off center. I need to adjust. And quickly!"

Sharon muttered frantically as he put the book aside. Realizing he would need time to prepare another volley, he instead leaned out the window. He couldn't see anyone but the outline of Malizia's new, giant demonic form towering above, but part of him hoped Kathlin and Liaena had remained unaffected by the blast.

"KATHLIN! LIAENA DEAR! We may be experiencing a few arcane-difficulties. Would you mind keeping our guest occupied a little longer while I make some slight adjustments?!"

The High Elf called out from his window before he retreated back into his study, moving to focus on the apperatuses and hoping no big, red hand suddenly reached into his sanctum and grabbed him.
A half rat-draenei-death-knight-hybrid had been bad enough, but a demon Malizia was a whole other level of bad!

[i]"Out of the oven, into the frying pan. Dammit!"[/i]

Sharon secretly cursed himself as he cycled the fel crystals using a truesilver prong to avoid physical contact. He hoped no one else had been caught in the blast. The idea of one of the Night Elves possibly having turned into a demon made him shiver. As if their manners weren't bad enough!

Or a demonic Liaena...

[i]"No, no no! Stay on focus, man! If you drop one of these crystals, you're dead! ... how am I ever going to explain this to the neighbors?"[/i]