RONIN
the supernova
light is easy to love.
Umbra isn't the only belligerent draconic presence around Seren, as it happens.
Having left the group of spectators after finishing his fight with Deimos, Ronin is a quickly growing silhouette on the sands as he hurries towards where his daughter has fallen. One might think, given who her opponent had been, that he'd be more interested in dishing out harsh words or confrontations as he arrives, but the reality is that he couldn't care less about the Valkyrie in the moment.
With pale wings bursting from his shoulders, he crouches down beside his daughter and shields her from the bright sunshine overhead, still clutching the fountain water he'd brought from the medical tent. "Hey," he pants, reaching out to steady her by the shoulder, uncorking the water. "Here. Drink some of this, if you can. You'll feel better, I promise."
Having left the group of spectators after finishing his fight with Deimos, Ronin is a quickly growing silhouette on the sands as he hurries towards where his daughter has fallen. One might think, given who her opponent had been, that he'd be more interested in dishing out harsh words or confrontations as he arrives, but the reality is that he couldn't care less about the Valkyrie in the moment.
With pale wings bursting from his shoulders, he crouches down beside his daughter and shields her from the bright sunshine overhead, still clutching the fountain water he'd brought from the medical tent. "Hey," he pants, reaching out to steady her by the shoulder, uncorking the water. "Here. Drink some of this, if you can. You'll feel better, I promise."
show me your darkness.
