The Pawn and His Queen

bring back the water

Not expecting that attack, though he really shoulder have, Remi''s clawed-fingers clutched at his chest as his knees buckled beneath him. If it weren't for the desk behind him, he might have collapsed altogether. Electricity hummed through his bones while the burn of the bolt scorched painfully through his shirt and onto his skin.

Teeth grit together—teeth which, were now elongated and quite sharp—as the gentle alchemist tried desperately to get his other half under control. The predator in him was more than aware of the predator in Zariah, and while Remi was not confident in his ability to dominate the dark-mage, the lion was.

"How will you rule if everyone turns against you." Remi whispered, genuinely curious, as he fought to get his breath back. The mention of needing him to make her something made him squeeze his eyes closed, silently snarling towards the floor.

let your ships roll in

Coding base by Sky!