MELITA
“I wouldn’t destroy you.” A merciless smile wrapped around her lips and might’ve said otherwise, laughing at the notion of celebrating survival. Perhaps that should’ve been done every season throughout Caido; glimpses of memories, of faces, gone by the wayside, and the ones remaining behind recalled why their blood pumped through their veins, why they still existed. "Deal."An arch to her brow followed, the grin turning into a deviant smirk. “Oh, I have many stories.” And wasn’t about to tell him any, not when there was battle to be had and a skirmish sought, eyes watching as he went for another blow. A pivot, a twist, a turn, and all her other practices with Wessex, with Sunjata, came swimming, swarming back. She launched off to the side, and he had nothing to stomp upon but the ground.
Which meant she could try and knock her hilt into his back; a little flame pressing into chaos.
You're all gonna watch me
Disappear into the sun
Disappear into the sun
