Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Are you death or paradise?
The creature doesn't stand a chance, its blood splattering across the dirt like oily raindrops in a premonition of death. Her assistance is unnecessary, and she basks in the laughter of her friend, letting him have all the fun - mostly because she's having difficulty doing so herself. Perhaps it's relief more than anything that falls over her when the battle finally ends, Asta's cane falling down to deal the death blow in his usually elegant showmanship.
Thal returns his smile with a sharp grin, although there's something muted about her own delight. She pulls from her enjoyment of his own satisfaction to fuel the expression, trying to ignore the slight pang of disappointment for the death of the Void River Star.
A few notes of a song leave her lips as she recalls one dagger, then the other, twirling them in her fingers with practiced ease. Smirking at Asta, she tilts her head. "Better?"
Thal returns his smile with a sharp grin, although there's something muted about her own delight. She pulls from her enjoyment of his own satisfaction to fuel the expression, trying to ignore the slight pang of disappointment for the death of the Void River Star.
A few notes of a song leave her lips as she recalls one dagger, then the other, twirling them in her fingers with practiced ease. Smirking at Asta, she tilts her head. "Better?"
Now you'll never see me cry
There's just no time to die
There's just no time to die
Thalassa
