She was screaming and wailing, shaking the very heaven after watching the blood of her children coloring the beautiful lands. Her eyes were crying rivers of agony as the evil ripped the throats and tongues that worshipped her, mercilessly. Her children were losing the light and she wasn’t there to save them. The scenarios were mind-boggling and terrifying. Each soul begged for her mercy and salvation, but no help came. It was the night of evil and the moon was in chains. Her silver aura started to dim yet threw a hateful glance towards demons. Her feet thumped loud on the silver ground as she cast her vengeful eyes over the peace snatchers.
In no time, a burning red ball of fire escaped her eyes and like a comet charged towards the earth.
“You hurt my pupil, my worshippers, and my children, thinking that I am powerless. Only time will punctuate my power now, as the comet I released will walk like a weapon drinking the demons of hell and evil among the crowd. I won’t rest until my comet will serve me the very last soul of tormentors.
What was brought down upon me,
Be returned but times three,
Head to toe, skin, and nerve
May you get exactly what you deserve.”
As soon as the curse left her mouth, nature stood up on her feet to accept the approaching comet. She engulfed the fireball and bored it in her womb.