Thalassa
Sometimes you have to
burn yourself to the ground
burn yourself to the ground
Much to her annoyance, her dagger sank into feather fluff - and straight out again. Thal let the momentum carry her past his side, flipping the weapon in her hand to adjust for her next attack. But apparently Hadama had other plans. His words gave her pause, yet she didn't have time to be worried as his trident came sweeping towards her.
The longer reach of his weapon and stature made it harder for her to get within striking distance. As his swing came for her shoulder, she rolled forward and under the attack to close the space. The warm ground cushioned her movements. She completed the roll in a crouch, sweeping her blade out in an attempt to hit his legs. Maybe she could even the playing field a bit.
The longer reach of his weapon and stature made it harder for her to get within striking distance. As his swing came for her shoulder, she rolled forward and under the attack to close the space. The warm ground cushioned her movements. She completed the roll in a crouch, sweeping her blade out in an attempt to hit his legs. Maybe she could even the playing field a bit.
before you can rise
like a phoenix from the ashes.
like a phoenix from the ashes.
