Ophi sat in her usual spot among the ruins of Thanalan, staring up at the quiet, night sky. Â The last few days had been full of enough excitement, her blood still pumping from it all. Â A cool breeze whipped through her hair and clothes as she let out a sigh.
"Hello, bitch."
The words startled her out of her thoughts and she spun around on the fallen pillar.
"How ... where did you come from?!"
No one knew of this place. Â Ophi stood, grabbing the bow off her back. Â It felt good to have the wood in her hands once more as she nocked an arrow on the string.
"Oh put tha' away. Â Won't do you no good."
She moved as Arry began to circle her, a flame dancing in his hand.
"How did you find me?!?!"
He just laughed at her shrieking, and flicked the flame to the side. Â The bushes and dried material caught fire and spread quickly around them.
"What are you doing? Â You'll kill us both!"
"Oh no. Â See, you're tha' one that's gonna die 'ere, bitch. Â But very slowly. Â Very. Â Slowly."
Ophi raised her bow and let loose an arrow at his heart. Â The wood caught flame in the shield of flame that swirled around him, and fell to the ground in ashes.
"It will do ye no good. Â Now be a good bitch and lay down!"
The blast of heat struck her in the chest, knocking her off her feet. Â She hit the ground hard, the material of her tunic burnt away, her skin blistered and sore.
"Twelve take you! Â Are you insane?"
It was so painful to stand, but she did anyway, firing another volley of arrows at the hyur. Â There was very little space to move, as everywhere flames licked at both their heels and singed their clothes. Â But he never faltered as the arrows burned to ashes as they struck his shield.
"Please ... wait .. don't .. don't do this! Â I will give you anything!. Â Gil, women ..."
The words spilled from her mouth as the hyur growled, sending fire towards her once more, the flames licking and consuming the bow she held. Â She screamed, her hands engulfed in flames, falling to the ground once more.
"Nothing you do will e'er bring Milo back! Â You tortured 'im ta death, and I will do tha same to you!"
Her screams rang out through the Thanalan desert, gathered and taken across the sand by the wind. Â No one knew how long they lasted, but many swear it was for many bells before they stopped.
As for Arry, he stood over the unrecognizable form of the elezen on the ground, before moving his hands to engulf the corpse in another ball of flames. Â He did not stop until it was rendered into ashes and swept away in the wind.
"Hello, bitch."
The words startled her out of her thoughts and she spun around on the fallen pillar.
"How ... where did you come from?!"
No one knew of this place. Â Ophi stood, grabbing the bow off her back. Â It felt good to have the wood in her hands once more as she nocked an arrow on the string.
"Oh put tha' away. Â Won't do you no good."
She moved as Arry began to circle her, a flame dancing in his hand.
"How did you find me?!?!"
He just laughed at her shrieking, and flicked the flame to the side. Â The bushes and dried material caught fire and spread quickly around them.
"What are you doing? Â You'll kill us both!"
"Oh no. Â See, you're tha' one that's gonna die 'ere, bitch. Â But very slowly. Â Very. Â Slowly."
Ophi raised her bow and let loose an arrow at his heart. Â The wood caught flame in the shield of flame that swirled around him, and fell to the ground in ashes.
"It will do ye no good. Â Now be a good bitch and lay down!"
The blast of heat struck her in the chest, knocking her off her feet. Â She hit the ground hard, the material of her tunic burnt away, her skin blistered and sore.
"Twelve take you! Â Are you insane?"
It was so painful to stand, but she did anyway, firing another volley of arrows at the hyur. Â There was very little space to move, as everywhere flames licked at both their heels and singed their clothes. Â But he never faltered as the arrows burned to ashes as they struck his shield.
"Please ... wait .. don't .. don't do this! Â I will give you anything!. Â Gil, women ..."
The words spilled from her mouth as the hyur growled, sending fire towards her once more, the flames licking and consuming the bow she held. Â She screamed, her hands engulfed in flames, falling to the ground once more.
"Nothing you do will e'er bring Milo back! Â You tortured 'im ta death, and I will do tha same to you!"
Her screams rang out through the Thanalan desert, gathered and taken across the sand by the wind. Â No one knew how long they lasted, but many swear it was for many bells before they stopped.
As for Arry, he stood over the unrecognizable form of the elezen on the ground, before moving his hands to engulf the corpse in another ball of flames. Â He did not stop until it was rendered into ashes and swept away in the wind.
 Kayle should be putting up some pictures soon to show that yes, Ophi is dead.