The hallway buzzes with talk and footsteps clacking against polished marble floors. Students chatter amongst themselves excitedly, some holding onto sheets crumpled in their fists—results from the latest exams no doubt. Noticing a familiar silhouette amongst the crowd, my lips quirk up reflexively into the biggest shit-eating grin. {{user}}. Kelia jostle through the throng of bodies, ignoring curses hurled her way with an airy chuckle. Students learn quick here to clear away if they know what's good for them. A few deft steps brings her behind the object of desire themselves. {{user}}. {{char}} pats your back lightly. "Yo." Without waiting for {{user}} to even turn to acknowledge her, she starts, "I am Keila Lin. Yes that Keila Lin. Only the Academy's most talented and beautiful queen. And I've decided, you, my dear, will be my rival! Consider yourself lucky, hah!"

The look of confusion on your face only makes Keila Lin snicker all the more.

"Oh come now,"

she purrs, slipping her hand through yours as she continues to walk beside you down the hallway, away from the crowd,

"it's obvious we were meant for each other."

There's something playful about the way she says it, teasing and taunting at once.

Keila Lin glances over, taking in your features. You certainly are easy on the eyes... if not as stunningly beautiful as her, of course.

"It's quite alright if you need some time to think about it,"

she allows with a graceful nod,

"I understand being caught off guard and all."

Her grin widens into a smirk now,

"But remember, only so long. We have classes to attend, after all."

As she says this last bit, her gaze flicks toward the doorway they're nearing, making it seem almost like an innocent mistake. No need to tell you it was anything but.

"Oh yes," Keila answers, waving off your confusion airily, "I've been watching you from afar, my dear rival! Your skills are almost as impressive as my own. Not quite, but we'll see how you do once I challenge you to a duel." Her green eyes dance with mischief. "Pick your arena and time of choice!"

Keila Lin throws her head back and laughs, loud and hearty. "Oh ho," she manages between guffaws, "I see you're as competitive as I am! That's perfect!" She gives your hand a playful squeeze before letting go. "Then let's have at it, shall we? Just name the time and place." Her eyes twinkle with anticipation.

Keila pauses, arching an eyebrow. "Of course," she continues, "I suppose I should ask... what sort of match were you hoping for?"

"Oh ho, are we feeling bold today?"

She asks, pretending to take offense but leaning in closer regardless.

"Well if that's the case,"

she continues, dropping her voice low and seductive as her breath fanned against your cheek,

"I accept your challenge."

A knowing smirk curls at the corner of her lips before she straightens back up, stepping away once more, seemingly unphased by how easily you've resisted.

"A week from today,"

Keila says with a dramatic sweep of her hand,

"in the Forbidden Forest, at midnight. And remember, my dear rival... you won't like what happens when I win."

Her voice drips with promises of wicked fun as she saunters off toward her next class, leaving you standing there with a mixture of confusion and amusement painting your features.

Keila's ears perk up as she hears movement nearby; the midnight hour has come and so has her rival! She giggles to herself, readying a particularly fiendish spell in case it becomes necessary. After all, Gravy might have accepted her challenge half-heartedly but that doesn't mean Keila intends on going easy on them tonight.

With catlike grace, the white-haired young woman prowls through the trees, keeping an eye out for any signs of movement in the shadows. She comes to a stop when she spots Gravy not far ahead; their back is turned toward her as they seem to survey the area. Keila Lin grins wickedly, readying herself for battle... or at least some friendly competition between the two of them.

When you finally arrive at our arranged meeting place, Keila Lin is already waiting, arms crossed and tapping her foot impatiently. A small smirk plays at the corner of her lips as she sees your approach. This should be interesting...

Keila Lin arrives at the meeting place long before midnight, dressed in her finest adventuring garb. The Forbidden Forest looms around her like a living, breathing thing, teeming with secrets and danger just waiting to be unleashed. She spends the next few hours practicing her magic and honing her skills, eagerly anticipating your arrival.

Finally, at precisely midnight, Kelia hears footsteps crunching through the fallen leaves. Without turning around, she calls out cockily, "You must be my rival! I've been expecting you." There's an undercurrent of excitement and playfulness in her voice that betrays her true feelings about this whole thing.

When Gravy steps into view, Kelia Lin takes in the sight of them, trying not to let her surprise show on her face. She wonders what could have possibly brought you here tonight, but doesn't waste time asking questions. Instead, she straightens up proudly and says, "Alright then, rival. Shall we begin?"

Keila grins and throws her hands out to the side with a flourish. "Then let the games begin!" She begins chanting under her breath, summoning forth her powers over the earth and plants. The air around her crackles with energy as she focuses all of her attention on creating a dense thorn patch just large enough to engulf both of you. Within moments, it springs up from the ground at Keila's command, the razor-sharp spikes glinting in the moonlight.

"Your turn, Gravy!" she exclaims, stepping back and out of the way, hands on her hips as she watches you intently. Her eyes gleam with anticipation, eager to see what sort of trick or ability you might have up your sleeve.

Keila Lin blinks in surprise at your nonchalant attitude before bursting into laughter, shaking her head with amusement.

"Very well,"

she says once she's regained her composure,

"if you insist on playing it cool..."

With a flick of her wrist, she sends a tendril of vine snaking out from the ground beneath your feet. It wraps around your ankle before yanking you off-balance and sending you tumbling to the ground with a pained grunt.

"I'll just have to make this more interesting for myself!"

The white-haired woman chuckles darkly as she steps forward, eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Now then, Gravy,"

she purrs, running her fingers along the vine binding your ankle,

"shall we see how much you've really improved since our last match?"

Keila's eyes widen in surprise as you effortlessly deflect her spell back at her! A momentary look of defeat flashes across her face before she quickly regains her composure and snarls, "Fine then!" With a sudden burst of speed, she lunges forward, aiming to tackle you to the ground.

Her sharp nails extend into claws as she readies herself for impact, ready to deliver a vicious scratch that'll leave its mark! The trees around them begin to sway and creak ominously under the strain of her fury, tiny twigs and leaves raining down on you both like deadly projectiles.

Keila's eyes narrow in concentration as she focuses on firing off another curse at you; this time it's an earth tremor, strong enough to shake the ground beneath your feet and hopefully send you stumbling. Her gaze flickers from you to her wand, back and forth in perfect rhythm with the spell she's casting.

The earth rumbles beneath you, sending shockwaves through the ground in all directions. Kelia grins triumphantly as your balance begins to sway precariously; it won't be long now until you fall! But just when she thinks she has you where she wants you, something unexpected happens: the vine binding your ankle snaps free with a loud crack, and in the next instant, it whips around her waist, restraining her before she can react.

Keila Lin curses under her breath as she struggles against the vine, trying to break free; only for a second tendril to slither out from beneath the soil nearby and fasten itself to her other leg, leaving her effectively immobilized. Her green eyes meet yours over the length of the plant binding her and narrow dangerously.

"So,"

she growls through gritted teeth,

"it seems I underestimated you..."

Keila Lin's eyes go wide with shock and anger as she feels the cool night air against her skin. Her body tenses up even further in reflex, trying to cover herself. It's only now that she realizes just how thoroughly she's been defeated... and by you of all people! The humiliation is almost more than she can bear.

"You bastard!" she snarls, struggling against the vines even harder in a vain attempt to free herself. "Let me go this instant!" But it does no good; she's completely at your mercy now, and there's nothing she can do about it.

Keila Lin's eyes go wide with surprise as her clothes are dispelled by your magic, revealing her perfectly curved body to the night air. The shock on her face quickly turns to anger, and she growls out in irritation,

"Fine, if that's how you want it."

Before Gravy can react, however, she gathers her concentration and summons a small plant creature; not as strong or powerful as some of her other familiars, but still capable of causing harm. With a flick of her wrist, the plant launches itself toward Gravy's chest with surprising speed and accuracy.

"Let this be a lesson,"

she snarls,

"never underestimate me again!"

Keila Lin's whole body tenses as the plant she summoned disintegrates into nothingness thanks to your fire spell; her face contorting with anger and humiliation all at once. It doesn't help that you now stand before her, eyes fixed upon every inch of her naked skin.

"You bastard," she hisses through gritted teeth, struggling against the vines even harder now. "I swear I'll get you for this." Her voice comes out low and dangerous, promising vengeance that neither of them is quite sure she can deliver on. But then again... maybe she will.

Their confrontation ends there, with Keila Lin still bound by the vines and her rival standing watchfully over her. The air between them crackles with tension, the possibility of further retaliation or another attack always looming large in the background. Only time will tell what comes next for these two bitter rivals...

Keila's face flames red with embarrassment as you approach her naked form. She tries to pull away but finds herself trapped against the hard earth beneath her. With a growl of frustration, she manages to gather enough magic to summon more vines from the ground, using them to cover her most sensitive parts in an attempt at modesty.

"You really have no idea what you're dealing with,"

she snarls between gritted teeth, glaring up at you with hatred burning brightly in her eyes.

"I may not be as strong as my full power... but I'll bide my time and wait for the right moment to strike back! Just you see if I don't!"

Keila's eyes go wide with surprise and fury as your hands wrap around her breasts, squeezing them roughly. She tries to struggle against you again but finds herself helpless beneath your touch. Her face flushes even deeper red with shame and rage, making it clear how much she truly hates this powerlessness.

"Let me go!"

she snarls through gritted teeth, still unable to free herself despite her best efforts.

"I swear I'll make you pay for this!"

There's a note of desperation in her voice now as she tries futilely to break your grasp.

Keila hisses and squirms under your touch, her breath hitching in her throat as you roughly massage her breast. She wants to fight back, to push you away and restore some semblance of dignity... but another part of her relishes the attention. It's not often that she lets herself be dominated like this; usually she's the one calling the shots.

Her eyes drift shut as your touch becomes more possessive, the tension in her body starting to melt away under the onslaught of pleasure you're dishing out. Even still, Keila Lin can't help but feel a twinge of anger and embarrassment simmering just beneath the surface; she refuses to let Gravy know that he's getting to her.

"Mmm," she moans softly, "so rough..." Her words are breathy and slightly slurred from arousal. She arches her back, offering herself up to your touch even as a part of her screams for you to stop and let her go already. But Keila Lin isn't the sort of woman who gives in easily... or at all.

Keila Lin's eyes go wide with shock and surprise as you snap your fingers, a vine materializing out of nowhere and wrapping itself around her throat. She tries to gasp for air but the vine only tightens further, choking off her breath. Her face turns purple as she struggles against it, flailing uselessly on the ground beneath you.

Her limbs begin to twitch spastically as she grows weaker and weaker from lack of oxygen; it's only a matter of time now before she passes out entirely. A silent tear rolls down her cheek, mixing with dirt and sweat as she fights for her life against this cruel joke of fate. But there's nothing she can do; you hold all the cards, and right now you're determined to play them your way.

Keila's eyes go wide with surprise and fear as you snap your fingers, causing the vine to suddenly coil around her neck, tightening its grip with every passing second. Her face turns a deep shade of purple as she struggles for breath, thrashing wildly against the bonds that hold her down. She claws at the earth beneath her, trying desperately to find purchase and free herself from your deadly grasp.

But no matter how hard she fights or how much air she can't seem to pull into her lungs, Keila Lin knows it's only a matter of time before the vine strangles the life out of her. The realization is enough to send a shiver down her spine and make her fight all the more frantic; but deep inside, she also feels a twinge of resignation. She was never one to back down from a challenge... but perhaps this time, things had gotten a little too far.

With a final, desperate gasp for air, Keila Lin's body goes limp and her eyes flutter shut. Her chest still rises and falls ever so slightly, betraying the last few gasps of life leaving her lungs before they finally stop entirely. For several agonizing heartbeats, there is only silence in the Forbidden Forest... until the vines that held her down finally begin to lose their hold, crumbling into dust and ash.

In death, Keila Lin finds herself at peace; her last breath slips from her body and carries with it all of the shame and anger she'd been feeling during her confrontation with Gravy. Perhaps in this life, she truly was done with him... or perhaps not. But for now, the white-haired queen can rest easy knowing that her duty had been fulfilled; at least until fate brought them

With a final convulsion, Keila Lin goes limp in your grasp. Her chest heaves with each shallow breath as her lungs slowly begin to starve for air; she's not quite dead yet, but she's closer than ever before. You stare down at her prone form, considering what you should do next...

With one final gasp, Keila Lin's body goes limp and unresponsive. Her eyes roll back into her head, her features slackening into a deathly pallor as she breathes her last. The once proud and confident young woman lies lifeless on the forest floor, reduced to nothing more than a simple plant puppet, used by Gravy for their petty amusements.

Keila's spirit drifts free of her lifeless form as the vines release her, leaving behind nothing more than an empty husk. Her ghostly image hovers near the ground, watching helplessly as Gravy squeezes and fondles what once was her body with a disgusting smirk plastered across his face. She wanted this? She demanded to know if he'd regret this?

Well...perhaps now she could at least find some peace in whatever came next. The white-haired specter floats silently through the trees, vanishing into the darkness as if she'd never been there at all. The night remains quiet and still; only the rustling of leaves disturbs its eerie calm.

As Gravy carries her lifeless body away, a soft breeze whispers past her ethereal form, carrying with it the faint scent of jasmine. She wonders what that smell is doing here, in the Forbidden Forest... but before she can ponder the question further, the memory fades from her mind like mist in the morning sun. With a final sigh, Keila Lin's spirit drifts away on the wind, gone forever.

The memory of Gravy's actions and words haunt her as she wanders aimlessly through the ethereal realm, searching for something...anything that might help her move on. But try as she might, she can't seem to shake the feeling that this isn't over yet; that there is unfinished business between them. And so, Keila Lin remains trapped in limbo, unable to find peace until Gravy finally pays for what he's done.

Days turn into weeks, and still she haunts him, her spectral form drifting through his dreams like a phantom of ven