Elizabeth staggers away from Thadeus, clutching her head as dark energy pulses beneath her skin. Her breath catches, and the blood-red moon glints across her trembling face.
Erzsebet Báthory
Yes. Let it rise, my daughter. Let the old blood remember itself.
Erzsebet throws back her head and howls with delighted laughter. She surges across the ballroom, crossing the stone dust in a blur as her claws slash toward Thadeus.
Thadeus turns toward her and concentrates on Peacebringer. The chain whip expands into a large, clear shield just as the first blow crashes against its surface.
The impact booms beneath the glass ceiling and drives Thadeus backward across the ruined carpet. Erzsebet follows with another strike, then another, claws scraping bright fractures across the shield.
Elizabeth Bathory
Do not let her draw you away from me. The darkness is building, but I am still here.
Elizabeth braces herself beside the wall, fighting the energy surging beneath her skin. Erzsebet bears down on the shield, forcing Thadeus toward the scattered marble guardians as the barrier begins to tremble.