Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
It wasn't fun anymore. All it took was one fumble, one miscalculation, and suddenly the Villi had moved again, to appear right in front of her. Maea had no time to react before a touch like none other impacted against her chest. A vision of her beating heart being torn from its ribcage flashed through her mind for a second, but as she staggered backwards with a gasp, shoulders curving in to shield something that shouldn't be there anymore, her fingers met the same compact flesh and solid skin as usual. The pain was real, and the way it drained her strength, her life force... Getting tired of my own words
But she didn't pause to analyze. Baring her fangs at the Spectral Villi in a defiant snarl, Maea turned the glaive in her hands towards herself. Pain flashed again - on her own terms - and as it carved into her left calf, she turned the surging dark power onto the Villi, in vengeful retaliation. Should it try to strike again... she could only pray to Dygra that her armor would keep her tethered to life.
Maea staggers but stays upright, and uses Mastered Bloodbane on the Spectral Villi.
Type: Grey | Style: Defensive | Level: Upgraded
Valair Armour | A beautiful black dress lined with crimson, stronger by far than it appears. This item blocks physical damage. Requires a 3 post cooldown between uses.
Bloodbane (Ancient): Can injure themselves for mastered damage to weaken others at a 1.5x their mastered level with a range of 30ft.
Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered
Sing to me, cause I can't hear myself
through the loudness of my own hurts
through the loudness of my own hurts
base inspired by Odd <3
