Thalassa
Sometimes you have to
burn yourself to the ground
burn yourself to the ground
The shimmering of moonlight attracted her attention, letting her fully witness the Mer King's arrival. She'd never seen his teleportation ability and she had to keep her eyes from widening. Twisting the daggers in the glowing red light, she gave him a warmer smile than most people saw on her these days. "They really did. Thank you for your assistance with them." Hadama might notice a new softness to her, brought on by recent revelations, decisions, and events. Although fragile, the effort was there. A shift. A delicate transformation. Her eyes still pierced, but her expression lacked the sharp aggression that often accompanied it.
Standing to meet the man, the coincidence didn't surprise her, and Thal just nodded her head as she saw his armor appear. It was familiar now and she didn't hesitate to settle into an easy fighting stance. His statement, on the other hand, caught her unawares. Laughing, she quirked an eyebrow. "Let me? How kind of you." As if she couldn't earn the strike on her own. Blue eyes sparkling, her lips twisted up in a confident grin. "I hope you don't regret that decision." Without warning, she sprinted forward, her body low to the ground as she punched her dagger out to strike his flank.
Standing to meet the man, the coincidence didn't surprise her, and Thal just nodded her head as she saw his armor appear. It was familiar now and she didn't hesitate to settle into an easy fighting stance. His statement, on the other hand, caught her unawares. Laughing, she quirked an eyebrow. "Let me? How kind of you." As if she couldn't earn the strike on her own. Blue eyes sparkling, her lips twisted up in a confident grin. "I hope you don't regret that decision." Without warning, she sprinted forward, her body low to the ground as she punched her dagger out to strike his flank.
before you can rise
like a phoenix from the ashes.
like a phoenix from the ashes.
