mary had a little lamb
its heart was black as coal
Well Amalia can't quite stay back now can she? Not with the boy chained to the wall, Amalia using her shield to protect them, and Ronin shooting directly into the heart of it all. Blind, as he has pointed out. The sound of shrieking metal fills the room and in Amalia's grip she'll find the boy's arms are free and suddenly wrapping around her. Filled with magic, enough to regain his consciousness and his wits, he suddenly tried to shove her away. "No..no...trap! It's ...a...you can't be here! It's a trap!" He screams, voice full of worry. "I'm the trap!"
His stomach rumbles again.
Above, the play of power and life is underfoot. For every ounce of strength taken from Wessex, power floods through her. Her circuitry is cleaned out, as if she is having the ascended version of an oil change. At the same time there is pressure building inside of her mind, as a new mechanic begins to take place...
...as soon as Ronin touches Wessex, the power is diverted. It hums through him now with that same deadly allure. He grows stronger in both mind and body. Cosmic blushes tinge his cheeks as the whisper of starlight and moonshed sing into his thoughts. The moon and everything below can be his, if only he holds on...
But who will last? Who will be the last to hold the orb?
Ronin HP: 176/203
Wessex HP: 176/259
His stomach rumbles again.
Above, the play of power and life is underfoot. For every ounce of strength taken from Wessex, power floods through her. Her circuitry is cleaned out, as if she is having the ascended version of an oil change. At the same time there is pressure building inside of her mind, as a new mechanic begins to take place...
...as soon as Ronin touches Wessex, the power is diverted. It hums through him now with that same deadly allure. He grows stronger in both mind and body. Cosmic blushes tinge his cheeks as the whisper of starlight and moonshed sing into his thoughts. The moon and everything below can be his, if only he holds on...
But who will last? Who will be the last to hold the orb?
Ronin HP: 176/203
Wessex HP: 176/259
it crept into her room one night
and ate her fucking soul
LONGNiGht
