WESSEX
the wraith
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
No matter how many times she’s told this, Wessex always seems to want to find a way to get rid of the fire problem. Maybe one day they’ll have a breakthrough, but until then, she nods, shrugs ruefully, and accepts the redirection. “If it could prevent excess damage or death by fire, that would be ideal.” They can come back from the brink of death; all it takes is a shrine and the will to do so. “Ronin’s Pheonix shift and Remi’s… new… whatever it is,” Ifrit’s aren’t a normal Caido thing, “are sure to cause us trouble in the future.”
It might be worth it for her to take a full fire hit. But for Nate, Isla, or anyone else? Absolutely not.
It might be worth it for her to take a full fire hit. But for Nate, Isla, or anyone else? Absolutely not.
and from your lips she drew
the hallelujah
the hallelujah
