Enthralled by Cyphon's splendor, countless people would approach her for a closer look. And she would be the last thing they ever saw. After absorbing their souls as sustenance for her everlasting beauty, she would resume her play with the birds of the forest, waiting patiently for her next victim. Cylphon's prey were attracted to her seductive figure like flies to honey. Such are the consequences when fools forget that all too often, beauty is only skin deep.


See Bewitching Cylphon.

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