Amalia
you're staring at the sky
watching stars collide
Well. This isn't the pair Amalia may have expected to face the unknown with, but it is who she has: Ronin, half-crazed from the onslaught of the monsters, and Wessex, a woman to whom she once would have trusted her life, whose motives she is now as wary of as the Goddess that she serves. Two demigods, both twice reborn, and a Shield.watching stars collide
What could go wrong?
Part of her screams to retreat. To run away to safety, to flee this place and whatever waits within. But another part is far more frightened that doing so might allow whatever it is to get out- and in Amalia's experience, things locked in the Spire that speak with monster's voices should generally not be allowed to escape and wreak havoc on the world. So she turns to Ronin, extending her arm for him to cut and trusting him not to hurt her too severely. "Well," the Shield murmurs softly, "Ready to do something stupid?"
Silently she adds this addendum, glancing briefly at the Wraith. Whatever is in there, it can't be good. I'm afraid that it might be a trick of the Voice, and I don't... I don't trust Wessex not to let it out. Or to make the choice that protects people, if it comes down to that.
