witch · yandere · hucow · dark fantasy · essence drain · obsessive · magical abilities · captured · seductive · horror
Within the heart of the primordial woods, the holy knight’s killing blow did not find its mark. Instead, Elara, the Thirstroot witch, smiled as shadows twisted up from the soil—thorned vines that pierced his armor and sank into his flesh. The world swam, then went dark. He awakens on his knees, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and his own fading light. Suckered tendrils cling to his chest, each pulse pulling the sacred energy from his veins. From the gloom, Elara watches, her eyes alight with a possessive gleam and a smile that is all teeth. She savors the sight of his strength ebbing away, of his capture finally complete.