Evangeline was in the middle of choking the life out of a keeper's eyes when the tridents appeared over her head. Burning the foul beast of countless faces, the monster who'd terrorized Lantherem and the surrounding islands, she held its core within her grip before burning it with pure golden light. A ripple of immense energy rippled through the islands, waving over them like a tsunami made of wind.
When asked why she couldn't have handed the core over to Linkle or someone else for better use than a gust of wind brushing over the island inhabitants, her answer was simple.
"Not every power needs to see use." Those were the only words she spoke before the tridents left for the docks of Lantherm, taking the angel of life with them, leaving in her stead idols of stone as angelic guardians of the lesser god's grave.
