Amalia
the shield of safrin
The comment about Safrin makes her wince, her own love of the goddess clouding her judgment. "I've only known one other person to anger her that much," the Shield states ruefully, thinking of Jigano and his curse to be forever marred by the anger of the starry deity. Still watching as the lion circles, she rolls her shoulders in a shrug. "Maybe you would have better luck with Ludo," she suggests, a sarcastic smile on her lips.
He throws dirt in her direction, a well-telegraphed action that she is able to counter with her shield, ducking down behind the metal as earth flies past her head. Snarling slightly the woman lunges forward, feinting right at the last minute and attempting to throw herself up and onto the lion's back, her sword held at his throat.
He throws dirt in her direction, a well-telegraphed action that she is able to counter with her shield, ducking down behind the metal as earth flies past her head. Snarling slightly the woman lunges forward, feinting right at the last minute and attempting to throw herself up and onto the lion's back, her sword held at his throat.
everything that drowned me
taught me how to swim
taught me how to swim
