0401/1000 WORDS
LOTHRIC
I will carve my own path through this wretched earth.
HP: 300/300
SP: 140/200
MP: 025/100
Active Spells: E.D Stance (1/5), E.D Resolve (1/6), S Resolve (1/5)
Active Techniques:
Passives/Buffs: 375% Strength, 75% Speed, 50% Magic Damage
Weapon: Nameless, Kusanagi
Items Used:
Enemies Killed: 1/17
SP: 140/200
MP: 025/100
Active Spells: E.D Stance (1/5), E.D Resolve (1/6), S Resolve (1/5)
Active Techniques:
Passives/Buffs: 375% Strength, 75% Speed, 50% Magic Damage
Weapon: Nameless, Kusanagi
Items Used:
Enemies Killed: 1/17
A rough, untrained note pierced the bitter night's air.
Thickly clad in a stark black trench coat, Lothric had one knee bent up, foot firmly on the cross-section of the fence post. The other dangled, the girl overall too short to reach the ground. Another note, out of tune and just as piercing, broke the silence between footfalls. Ah... How did they end up here..?
With both eyes open, Lothric flicked her orbs around the small metal box. An expression of incredible impassivity was worn in spite of the horrid attempt she had just made to play the thing. A breath in. She took another shot at it.
More of a melody this time, her eyelids fluttering half-shut, eyes tracing the instrument. A waning note. One that shook near the end. The player looked just a little bit pleased with it. Her audience, however, did not.
Glossing over the expression of Myrrh, who she was a little surprised had not tried to kill her on sight, a plethora of tainted animals surrounded them. Fungi sprouted out of their bodies, along with any other sorts of plants. A sad sight to be sure. Which was why Lothric, quitting while she was ahead, slipped the harmonica back into one of her many pockets and hopped off of the fence. Her hand clapped down on her sword. She whispered things inaudible. The earth shifted beneath her feet. The flow of her mana slowed. She felt it circulate throughout her body. An exhale.
She needed not speak to the other. When Lothric broke into a sprint before vaulting into the air, body twirling not unlike some exotic sort of dancer, it was quite clear what she intended and even more clear what Myrrh needed to do. The bear, far too slow to keep up with her, was cut clean in half before a single noise more could be made, Lothric having already landed behind it with a spinning downward strike. Kusanagi would have slammed into the ground did it not crack upon her landing, splitting open just enough to allow the recovery to pass uninterrupted, before sealing closed once more. Rocks shifted as the Slayer turned, uncaring of the blood staining her blade for the moment in favour of ensuring that the girl (who for all intents and purposes probably wanted Lothric in a cell considering the look she'd gotten earlier) was able to hold her own.
Thickly clad in a stark black trench coat, Lothric had one knee bent up, foot firmly on the cross-section of the fence post. The other dangled, the girl overall too short to reach the ground. Another note, out of tune and just as piercing, broke the silence between footfalls. Ah... How did they end up here..?
With both eyes open, Lothric flicked her orbs around the small metal box. An expression of incredible impassivity was worn in spite of the horrid attempt she had just made to play the thing. A breath in. She took another shot at it.
More of a melody this time, her eyelids fluttering half-shut, eyes tracing the instrument. A waning note. One that shook near the end. The player looked just a little bit pleased with it. Her audience, however, did not.
Glossing over the expression of Myrrh, who she was a little surprised had not tried to kill her on sight, a plethora of tainted animals surrounded them. Fungi sprouted out of their bodies, along with any other sorts of plants. A sad sight to be sure. Which was why Lothric, quitting while she was ahead, slipped the harmonica back into one of her many pockets and hopped off of the fence. Her hand clapped down on her sword. She whispered things inaudible. The earth shifted beneath her feet. The flow of her mana slowed. She felt it circulate throughout her body. An exhale.
She needed not speak to the other. When Lothric broke into a sprint before vaulting into the air, body twirling not unlike some exotic sort of dancer, it was quite clear what she intended and even more clear what Myrrh needed to do. The bear, far too slow to keep up with her, was cut clean in half before a single noise more could be made, Lothric having already landed behind it with a spinning downward strike. Kusanagi would have slammed into the ground did it not crack upon her landing, splitting open just enough to allow the recovery to pass uninterrupted, before sealing closed once more. Rocks shifted as the Slayer turned, uncaring of the blood staining her blade for the moment in favour of ensuring that the girl (who for all intents and purposes probably wanted Lothric in a cell considering the look she'd gotten earlier) was able to hold her own.
Just stand by and watch.
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