I CAN SEE THE TRUTH YOU HIDE.
and the emotion you cover.
The sun hung high over the great city of Era as people went from shop to shop, vendor to vendor getting their daily needs on a fine mid-day. The day while peaceful in many regards has been much different for someone else. Screams hung heavy in the air as the sounds of breaking bone with crunches reverberating through the walls of the city and ground. Blood flew in all directions as the legs of one man were slowly ripped from their socket and the sounds of tearing flesh synced with their screams. In moments the beast of which was assaulting these two men, Rune Knights as they were called the upholders of peace in Fiore were slowly dying from the assault of two unholy monsters. A woman leaned against a tree black combat boots mixed with a much different attire as her green hair flowed through the wind and as the last bit fell to her back the once black boots were now grey with ghost white bone adorning them. Atop her head stood a hat with a skull like armor adorning it and a coat which did not much hide her enormous chest. Rather it had a keyhole to point them out as her eyes glared down at the men before her a single finger twirling towards them like a signal which set off the monsters.
As the screams died and the scent of blood hung high in the air a smile ran across the womans face as laughs rang through the air and she walked towards the corpses. “Not as much fun having your flesh slowly shaved off while alive is it?~” While she knew needless attention was not a good idea her hatred still burned like the sun for the Knights who had stolen her mother from her and today was another one to make an example of what was to come. Moving towards the wall her eyes would shift towards the monsters, Shades as she knew them one born from the despair of the dead while the other formed from their hate, “Hang the corpses from the wall with their own skin. . . And make sure the Rune Knights mark is clearly visible I want the to know they are being hunted.” Her hand twitched over her gun sabbath still in it’s holster as eyes turned all around her, “Someone is nearby. . .” The only question now was to who it was.
TAG: Dust
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NOTES: Appearance
WORDS: 404
NOTES: Appearance
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