SAFRIN
..to save you from the blight. But that isn't what the goddess had asked for. Not the promise she needed. "Don't mince words, Amalia. No one does it better than I." The goddess reminded the girl. Blackness swirled in the corners of her eyes, her teeth sharpening again as she smiled.
"Remem..b..er.." The hands around Amalia tightened. Safrin's fingernails were like stardust suddenly blast-chilled and sharpened. Throwing herself backwards if only to protect the girl, Safrin simultaneously snarled at her while her eyes blinked a slow apology. "t..he.."
A wracking growl reverberated through the goddess' chest, her eyes consumed once again by black, her smile viscous and cold. Walking to where she had dropped the rose, Safrin picked it up looking at it for a moment with a cold disgust. Then, breathing on it, it turned utterly black, dissolving into a clump of dust.
"Remem..b..er.." The hands around Amalia tightened. Safrin's fingernails were like stardust suddenly blast-chilled and sharpened. Throwing herself backwards if only to protect the girl, Safrin simultaneously snarled at her while her eyes blinked a slow apology. "t..he.."
A wracking growl reverberated through the goddess' chest, her eyes consumed once again by black, her smile viscous and cold. Walking to where she had dropped the rose, Safrin picked it up looking at it for a moment with a cold disgust. Then, breathing on it, it turned utterly black, dissolving into a clump of dust.
