Wynn sensed... that he was telling the truth. Perhaps she wasn't the best judge of character, but he seemed genuine. Odd.
"Trouble? Aren't we all? Malum's caused us a great deal of pain, and now it seems another god is entering the mix."
Wynn hated that smile. Such a putrid being wasn't allowed to even fake being happy. She had to restrain herself from reactivating the circle.
Justitia help me. My time's almost up.
She concentrated, and the Shadows slowly inched back towards him. "My magic? Haven't you been paying attention? Surely you can recognize Justitia's work when you see it."
"Stop?" She laughed. "Never. There will be no mercy for you." The Shadow harpoons became thicker, and dark purple cracks began appearing where they pierced Malum.
"You asked for it." Shadows pooled deep in Wynn's eyes. With a few words in a strange language, the circle shot out harpoon-like tendrils of Shadow, digging into Malum.
Wynn looked at her hands (which were dripping with Shadow) in confusion. "Did I do this? Shadows can be unpredictable at times, but... Hang on. Malum, is this a trick?"