where'er the goddess turns her melancholy gaze, Man his loathsomeness displays
Intrigued by the fact it’s different, Anju steps closer until she’s at his side, sharp eyes glancing over vials and instruments. They narrow, darkness overtaking her face at the reminder of the devastation the Ascended had created. “Ludo granted me an individual weapon against their mechanisms, but this will be much more effective. Thank you.” The list of reasons she is grateful for him go unsaid, but not unfelt.
Nodding sharply, a soldier to her commander, deft hands pluck the vials and begin to uncork them in rapid succession. “Tell me which to do first and I can pour them,” she offers, voice in undertone with the weight of her concentration.
Nodding sharply, a soldier to her commander, deft hands pluck the vials and begin to uncork them in rapid succession. “Tell me which to do first and I can pour them,” she offers, voice in undertone with the weight of her concentration.
ANJU
