Iseult had been anticipating the moment for countless years. As she entered the lair of the demon, she lifted the petrification curse from her kindred by absorbing it into her arms. The explosion was all but imminent, yet she was unafraid. Even as the deadly power had built up, so did countless fond memories of joy and laughter fill her mind. Satisfied with the life she had lived, she stood before the fiend and removed the seals.