the devil is not as black as he is painted
"So many memories, in this place."
The Voice's words ring out as if they have been spoken from one of the corners, and yet she appears in a shower of sparks before her first ascended light. "So much done here. Blood washed away, and yet still..." Not unlike how luminol works in other worlds, the Voice raises an arm, and with it her light. Suddenly the room is aglow with blood that once was; and still is, for those who can see it.
Deeply she sighs, before turning back to Wessex. "You have done well. Do you enjoy this, as a weapon?"
Wessex has received:
Leviathan Chakram (Upgraded) : An unbreakable chakram created from the scale of a leviathan by the Voice. With razor-sharp edges, this discus will always return to the hand of whoever throws it, and will always do so without injuring the hands of the thrower.
The Voice's words ring out as if they have been spoken from one of the corners, and yet she appears in a shower of sparks before her first ascended light. "So much done here. Blood washed away, and yet still..." Not unlike how luminol works in other worlds, the Voice raises an arm, and with it her light. Suddenly the room is aglow with blood that once was; and still is, for those who can see it.
Deeply she sighs, before turning back to Wessex. "You have done well. Do you enjoy this, as a weapon?"
Wessex has received:
Leviathan Chakram (Upgraded) : An unbreakable chakram created from the scale of a leviathan by the Voice. With razor-sharp edges, this discus will always return to the hand of whoever throws it, and will always do so without injuring the hands of the thrower.
