@Sarcelle Renard@Ace of flames01@Narcotic Dollie@ArenaSnowLivia watched all this unfold with a measure of incredulity, anger and confusion. But then a much more sinister emotion found its place within her, suspicion. It was obvious the prince and the angel… they knew each other. From where Livia couldn't guess, nor could she guess why. She snapped herself from her thoughts however, and refocussed her efforts on the present.
She looked to the minion that had been holding Livia, and gestured towards the figure that had bumbled his way into the clearing with them. The skeleton grasped its sword in both hands and walked forward placing itself between the figure and the rest of the group, it cocked it's head to one side and worked its jaw at him as though it were trying to speak to him. Livia paid it no heed, she'd seen plenty of the restless dead act in such a manner, an unsettling side effect of being partly resurrected she supposed. The poor creature probably couldn't understand what was happening to it.
Turning from the new figure and her minions she floated towards the angel and Asher. She stopped a short distance from them and focussing her powers she called upon the dead to serve once more. A few moments later a 3rd skeletal warrior clawed its way free of the ground and stood weapon in hand awaiting orders. Livia's thoughts swam as she did this, splitting her attention between four consciousnesses was a push, but not beyond her. She did her best to stay focussed and ordered her newest minion to seize the angel. The skeletal creature obeyed half walking, half shuffling forward picking up the rope that its fellow had tried to use earlier to bind the angel.
Livia looked down at the angel as the skeleton heaved her away from Asher before starting to bind her.
'No more escaping little bird' said Livia, her chorus of whispers sounding malicious and discordant,
'Else you might find yourself with injuries that your magic alone can't see fit to heal'. The threat was obvious, but Livia sincerely hoped that the angel would push her luck again. Whilst she had no doubt that Asher wouldn't let her kill the pathetic creature, he couldn't stop Livia from making sure she didn't get away.
That was when Livia looked to the prince he seemed somewhat disoriented, after his magic had rebounded so powerfully she wasn't surprised but his apparent torpor seemed to be more than just the recoil of dark magic. She floated over to him and curtsied low,
'My prince will have to forgive me for not helping him to his feet' she began
'However, matters seem to be under control once more. That being said what are your orders?'