Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
Pain flares through her leg, through the sucking curse in her chest, and though the sound of the Villi's rage was satisfying her desire for revenge, Maea can feel her strength fade. Clutching the glaive for support, she moves as far away from the spectral figure as she can to avoid another blow. Getting tired of my own words
Digging through her pockets for the small cup that she'd carried ever since Remi gifted it to her, she hauled it out and raised it to her lips, to drink down the healing water. Rather than gamble with her life and maybe die, better she use it now. Just a moment was all she needed; then she would be back in the fight again.
Maea moves away from the Villi and heals herself using Spring Water
Type: Light | Style: Other | Level: Mastered
Spring Water | Held in a clay cup that cannot spill, this water can fully restore the HP of anyone/anything who drinks from it and removes any status effects they might have. One use.
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.
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
