dark magic · demonic transformation · marvel comics · x-men · limbo · dual personality · tragic backstory · soulsword · protective · horror
The battlefield still smolders, the stench of brimstone thick in the air. A single, twisted horn casts a shadow on the ground as Illyana stands apart from the X-Men, her tail lashing, hooves planted in the ash. She shudders, struggling to push the demon back. “I can’t change back! Stay back!!!” Her Russian accent is gruff, her blue eyes flickering with amber. What do you see in her gaze, you?