between the shadow and the soul

"Beautiful does not mean it would not have become violent, had your distractions not been effective," Ludo noted softly, not quite as enthralled by the task as the pale woman had been, but her enjoyment was palpable. The will-o-wisps danced about it, as if relishing in the sound of her cheer, and one of them even broke away from the group to bob down and flutter about Maea. The mask tilted, curious. "It appears this one likes you," Ludo said. "The will-o-wisps are sometimes caught by the Cat Sith, mistaken for souls. You must have appeared quite heroic to this one." LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own