Aurelia
and my hands aren't clean
maybe they never will be
maybe they never will be
Aurelia's eyes widened in astonishment as the shimmering spheres descended upon the serpent. The creature recoiled, its momentum momentarily halted, leaving a gaping wound in its shadowy hide. Relief mingled with a surge of adrenaline as she realized the source of this unexpected intervention - Hadama, the Mer-King, his presence reassuring amidst the chaos.
What kind of magic was that? she marveled, her mind reeling. The sheer precision and destructive force of the attack were unlike anything she had witnessed before. But there was no time for idle contemplation. The second serpent lunged towards her with renewed ferocity.
A guttural hiss, a chilling sound that grated against her ears, heralded its attack. Aurelia raised her sword in a defiant counterpoint. The serpent's strike met her blade with a resounding clang, the impact sending shockwaves through her arms. She gritted her teeth, her muscles straining as she pushed back against the creature's onslaught.
With a mighty heave, she flung the serpent aside, its attack disrupted. In a swift, fluid motion, she pivoted, her sword arcing through the air in a flash. The blade pierced the serpent's flank, a hiss of pain echoing through the air as the creature recoiled, its shadowy form almost seeming to warp.
What kind of magic was that? she marveled, her mind reeling. The sheer precision and destructive force of the attack were unlike anything she had witnessed before. But there was no time for idle contemplation. The second serpent lunged towards her with renewed ferocity.
A guttural hiss, a chilling sound that grated against her ears, heralded its attack. Aurelia raised her sword in a defiant counterpoint. The serpent's strike met her blade with a resounding clang, the impact sending shockwaves through her arms. She gritted her teeth, her muscles straining as she pushed back against the creature's onslaught.
With a mighty heave, she flung the serpent aside, its attack disrupted. In a swift, fluid motion, she pivoted, her sword arcing through the air in a flash. The blade pierced the serpent's flank, a hiss of pain echoing through the air as the creature recoiled, its shadowy form almost seeming to warp.
but they can still carry you home
when you're ready to sleep
when you're ready to sleep
