AmaLiA
Safrin's shield
The strike does nothing except cause the monster to move and Amalia's frustration to rise, a snarl curling at her lips. Spinning around toward the new source of the voice, she readies her weapon to strike out again. She wants to shut it up, end the taunts and cruelty. To do that much for Ronin, if he is going to cast her away.
And so she does, lashing out one more time before heeding the Star's request. With a final growl the Shield turns, taking Ronin's offered hand between her trembling fingers. Silently she follows as he walks away, his radiating light a shield of sorts.
It isn't until they've gone a few steps that Amalia speaks again. "I'm sorry, I just... Gods, it's all so much. And barely the first night." Year after year they have endured, and each year it only seems to grow harder. At least, if Rexanna is to be believed, this year will be the last.
And so she does, lashing out one more time before heeding the Star's request. With a final growl the Shield turns, taking Ronin's offered hand between her trembling fingers. Silently she follows as he walks away, his radiating light a shield of sorts.
It isn't until they've gone a few steps that Amalia speaks again. "I'm sorry, I just... Gods, it's all so much. And barely the first night." Year after year they have endured, and each year it only seems to grow harder. At least, if Rexanna is to be believed, this year will be the last.
& once again I shall kiss the sky
