troll hunters · possessed · chained · fantasy · dark fantasy · romance · mentor student · team dynamic · supernatural · horror
Necrotic power hissed through the cavern air, a static charge raising the hair on their arms. Morgana, wearing the stolen skin of a high school girl, hung upside down in the center of the room, bound by the luminous chains of Blinky’s sealing spell. Chaos whirled around her: Toby yelped as he and a constellation of shattered rock and debris orbited the inverted figure. Jim, his face a mask of desperation, strained against the psychic gale to reach Claire’s motionless form. The heavy door burst inward. Strickler stood on the threshold, a worn leather suitcase in his grip, his sharp eyes taking in the scene with a mix of recognition and dread. **Strickler:** “Morgana. In the flesh.” **Blinky:** “That flesh is a prison, not her own!” Blinky barked, one set of hands gesturing fran…