Thalassa
Home is behind, the world ahead,
And there are many paths to tread
And there are many paths to tread
Her eyes followed each movement, noticing as the armlet seemed to pulse into a thin veil of stars that settled into a short layer of dense feathers. It didn’t suggest any means of physical protection, appearing more as a blanket than armor, but she still prepared herself for solid impact. However, Hadama’s loose bare-handed stance gave her a momentary pause. Not that she wasn’t against attacking an unarmed person. No. It was instead due to the confidence set in his shoulders and the humor in his eyes. Even if the goal was to test his armor, she was suddenly concerned that she might be sorely outmatched.
Before she could respond to his question, the man was lunging in to strike. It was short and fast, aiming for her shoulder. As time seemed to slow, she bobbed low to avoid the fist. Her counterattack was immediate, her dagger stabbing towards his exposed flank. Thal clenched her jaw at the anticipated force, but refused to lessen her strength.
Before she could respond to his question, the man was lunging in to strike. It was short and fast, aiming for her shoulder. As time seemed to slow, she bobbed low to avoid the fist. Her counterattack was immediate, her dagger stabbing towards his exposed flank. Thal clenched her jaw at the anticipated force, but refused to lessen her strength.
Through shadows to the edge of night,
Until the stars are all alight.
Until the stars are all alight.
