your dreams are all full of war
you are from another time
Boo, she’d missed. There really wasn’t an excuse for that level of inaccuracy especially when the damned thing was right there. No worries though. Melita had plenty of weaponry in her arsenal. you are from another time
The roar of indignation didn’t bother her either, placing her bow back into its bracelet form as she called upon other points of magic. She couldn’t hear the bellows and screams, and probably wouldn’t have responded with anything other than bitchery anyway, so she sneered, rampaging to the left and out of the jaguar’s reach. – for that instant.
Before flipping her off, and immediately going invisible, fading into naught but the elements around them.
There were other chaotic things to be done, after all. She was invested in the bloodshed now.
--
Magic: You Didn't See Anything | Melita is rendered invisible, and doesn't leave footprints/fingerprints, but can still be detected via other senses.
Type: Grey | Rank: Upgraded
salvation doesn't look like light
So what remains?
So what remains?
Melita
