The universe is full of magical things
Knell lowers both hands to press them flat against Asta's. His fire devours hers until it's nothing more than a tinge of blue amidst the green flames. Her lips press just as thin when he talks, obviously displeased with the answer when she meets his eyes. "So... you just have to wait?" It's not a whine, but disappointment colors her voice, her tail falling lower behind her. How else does he expect to get stronger? Will it be the same for her own magics?
Despite the less-than-desired realizations, Knell lifts her hands, letting the blue and green become independent once more. A smile blooms bright across her face when hears the news of his deer shift. Giggling, she looks up to his antlers, admiring how they resemble ruby branches in the sunlight. "Oh good. I like that one."
Despite the less-than-desired realizations, Knell lifts her hands, letting the blue and green become independent once more. A smile blooms bright across her face when hears the news of his deer shift. Giggling, she looks up to his antlers, admiring how they resemble ruby branches in the sunlight. "Oh good. I like that one."
Knell
patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.
