The creature's threat was over, but a greater danger still remained.

With the damage already done, there was little Morrigan could do. As her legs gave out, she could feel the last traces of her energy dwindling away. She fell to the floor, injured, eyes half open. The succubus wondered if her life was really about to come to an end.

Even if that was true, Morrigan was not afraid. Never had she been fearful of death before, and she wasn't about to start now. After all, there were worse things to afraid of...