Anju
It begins at night. It's lucky then that night is when Anju is most active.
The Temple is not a normal pitstop for her, but it is a common building to pass by on her normal route. Riya flies ahead, a spot of gold in the moonlight, winging to and fro. It is she that hears the first cries, her far more sensitive hearing catching the screaming from within the weathered walls. Alarm flies across their bond, and Anju's feet stutter at the suddenness of it all, dark hair flying as she whips her head to find her sister.
There's no hesitation to her reaction as she sprints down the stone path, already pulling her trusty sword from where it is eternally sheathed to her back. Riya is swanning down ahead of her, throwing herself bodily into the doors to try and bash them open before Anju arrives seconds behind her, kicking out at it. Better to have a heavy-handed approach and regret it than leave someone to suffer in her opinion. "Who's there?!" Anju hollers as she does, praying whoever is screaming is even in a fit state to answer.
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Riya throws herself against the doors and Anju comes behind to kick them open, yelling inside.
She brings her sword, throwing daggers, and light training armor (and Riya of course).
The Temple is not a normal pitstop for her, but it is a common building to pass by on her normal route. Riya flies ahead, a spot of gold in the moonlight, winging to and fro. It is she that hears the first cries, her far more sensitive hearing catching the screaming from within the weathered walls. Alarm flies across their bond, and Anju's feet stutter at the suddenness of it all, dark hair flying as she whips her head to find her sister.
There's no hesitation to her reaction as she sprints down the stone path, already pulling her trusty sword from where it is eternally sheathed to her back. Riya is swanning down ahead of her, throwing herself bodily into the doors to try and bash them open before Anju arrives seconds behind her, kicking out at it. Better to have a heavy-handed approach and regret it than leave someone to suffer in her opinion. "Who's there?!" Anju hollers as she does, praying whoever is screaming is even in a fit state to answer.
Riya throws herself against the doors and Anju comes behind to kick them open, yelling inside.
She brings her sword, throwing daggers, and light training armor (and Riya of course).
I am a kamikaze
Lonelier than a patriarch labeled liar
Lonelier than a patriarch labeled liar
