MAEA
He withdrew his hands, stood to take care of his own injuries, and Maea lay still in the snow for a time. Let the last dregs of magic do its work. There were no outward signs that anything had happened to her; no scars, no bruises, nothing of the sort save the lingering blood and torn clothing... but as she slowly sat up, she found that her body still ached. Every limb felt raw and heavy, like she'd worked too hard in the fields for too long, and wouldn't be herself again for some time.
She met Loren's gaze, saw he meant it when he refused her request. "Alright. Then do it your way? Teach me what Zariah can't, what she won't.
"I meant it, I want to learn from you. You're one of the most powerful people I know. You beat Sunjata." In her eyes, that clearly meant something.
She met Loren's gaze, saw he meant it when he refused her request. "Alright. Then do it your way? Teach me what Zariah can't, what she won't.
"I meant it, I want to learn from you. You're one of the most powerful people I know. You beat Sunjata." In her eyes, that clearly meant something.
Light is easy to love
Show me your darkness
Show me your darkness
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
