Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
Air slashed through the space and sliced into the serpents hide. Like razors the aerial blades cut deeper than her chakram had, and despite the purple blood that now began to stain the ground Maea felt confident that it wouldn't take much more before the creature couldn't retaliate further. Getting tired of my own words
"It's working! One more time – ! "
For her own part, the ancient raised a wrist to her mouth and sank sharp teeth into the skin, drawing blood. Not holding back, it was mastered Bloodbane that struck at the shadow serpent, and if the pained hiss it emitted was any indication, it struck home. A double edged blade, the dark magic surging in her blood darkened Maea's scleras - but for now she remained in control of it, readying herself for the final charge.
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
