we are just bodies of the faithful stacked dozens by the roadside
Flora’s begging shatters her heart. She doesn’t even know if her daughter can go to the Haven, if it would even open up for her. But what matters right now is eradicating this remaining threat.
One step at a time.
Don’t look down yet.
Just kill.
The feather returns to her hand (she hopes, if not there are other) and she readjusts her grip in a brief breath before she lets it fly a second time. Targeting the same wounded spot with a cruel ferocity. Die, she commands inside her mind, with a fury the dragon could never have earned on its own.
- - -
Hotaru throws another feather at the same spot behind the arm on the dragon.
Type: Grey | Style: Offensive | Level: Mastered
Deadly Plumage | Three iridescent feathers capable of being used as projectiles. Razor sharp, they will recall themselves to the user's palm at will up to a range of 30ft.
One step at a time.
Don’t look down yet.
Just kill.
The feather returns to her hand (she hopes, if not there are other) and she readjusts her grip in a brief breath before she lets it fly a second time. Targeting the same wounded spot with a cruel ferocity. Die, she commands inside her mind, with a fury the dragon could never have earned on its own.
- - -
Hotaru throws another feather at the same spot behind the arm on the dragon.
Type: Grey | Style: Offensive | Level: Mastered
Deadly Plumage | Three iridescent feathers capable of being used as projectiles. Razor sharp, they will recall themselves to the user's palm at will up to a range of 30ft.
HOTARU
