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Elisa Maza: Guardian of the City by Jade Gretz
Elisa perched precariously on the gargoyle of the clock tower, the wind whipping at her hair as she surveyed the scene below. Gothic spires, usually bathed in the comforting glow of streetlamps, seemed to writhe like skeletal fingers beneath the cold, pale moonlight. An unnatural mist clung to the cobblestone streets, obscuring the gargoyles who usually stood guard with Elisa. They were silent, their stone forms frozen in a tableau of terror.
From the heart of the mist, a monstrous figure emerged. It was Demona, yes, but not the Demona Elisa knew. Gone was the sleek, panther-like grace of the gargoyle clan leader. In its place stood a grotesque parody of a gargoyle, a creature seemingly stitched together from nightmares. Its wings, once powerful and elegant, were now tattered and dripping with a black ichor. Its eyes, once intelligent and calculating, glowed a sickly green, radiating a malevolent energy.
An inhuman shriek, a sound that crawled under Elisa's skin and gnawed at her sanity, split the air. Demona’s monstrous form unfolded, its limbs extending into impossibly long, whip-like appendages that slithered and pulsed with a grotesque life of their own. Those limbs, she realized with a surge of horror, were the stone forms of Demona's clan, twisted and warped by some dark magic.
"Elisa Maza," Demona's voice rasped, a distorted echo of its former self. "You have interfered for the last time." The monstrous form twitched, its elongated limbs snapping and snarling in a display of predatory anticipation.
Elisa knew this wasn't Demona – not entirely. Something dark, something ancient and evil had infected her former ally, twisting both her form and her mind. A wave of grief threatened to engulf her, but Elisa pushed it down. There would be time for mourning later. Now, there was only survival.
Drawing upon the years of training she received from Goliath and the other gargoyles, Elisa reached into her backpack, retrieving the weapons Goliath had insisted she carry – a length of climbing rope, a hefty grappling hook, and a pair of throwing daggers glinting silver in the moonl
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