Thalassa
Sometimes you have to
burn yourself to the ground
burn yourself to the ground
She supposed she should take the lack of concern for her physical wellbeing as a compliment, but Thal was missing the break in rhythm it would have provided. Luckily, her dagger seemed to help a little as she retreated. The initial fear of having hurt him dissipated when she remembered how he healed himself last time she'd done the same. As her dagger tried to flare into the added bonus of a burn, Thal snuffed the flame with a flicker of her mind and magic. This may be a spar, but she wasn't trying to torch the Mer King. She'd stick to metal and fists.
With her own morals and limits in place, she hadn't been expecting such a literally dirty move from Hadama. It wasn't the kind of foul play that most pirates used in the middle of the ocean, so she didn't have experience evading such an attack. Throwing up her hand to protect her eyes, she decided in a split second to use her smaller shift as means to avoid any following attacks. One second, she was crouched before him, and the next, she was a wyrm, slithering stealthily past him with a flicker of her molten tongue.
With her own morals and limits in place, she hadn't been expecting such a literally dirty move from Hadama. It wasn't the kind of foul play that most pirates used in the middle of the ocean, so she didn't have experience evading such an attack. Throwing up her hand to protect her eyes, she decided in a split second to use her smaller shift as means to avoid any following attacks. One second, she was crouched before him, and the next, she was a wyrm, slithering stealthily past him with a flicker of her molten tongue.
before you can rise
like a phoenix from the ashes.
like a phoenix from the ashes.
