[ Whoever was behind this was a professional for sure. Those masks were unsettling, but weren't the focus right now. These stilettos, precisely hitting their mark. Had someone seriously been able to sneak around like this? For that matter... it seemed as if they had the same enemies.
Was this really a Fallen Star behind this?
His thought process is interrupted by the sound of another cry of pain, causing him to dash towards that sound. Once he's there, he looks for some form of cover, before he can actually focus in on what's happening in front of him, and... who... he sees...
Impossible.
A word that Twilight had cast aside recently, with the idea of magic existing, of meeting kami, meeting skeletons, seeing the end result of an attack by one trying to kill a "Distortion". Magic was impossible, until now.
This... was impossible in total. He tries to keep quiet, tries to continue to hide his presence, but there's no mistaking her for anyone else. Her voice, those clothes...
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Was this really a Fallen Star behind this?
His thought process is interrupted by the sound of another cry of pain, causing him to dash towards that sound. Once he's there, he looks for some form of cover, before he can actually focus in on what's happening in front of him, and... who... he sees...
Impossible.
A word that Twilight had cast aside recently, with the idea of magic existing, of meeting kami, meeting skeletons, seeing the end result of an attack by one trying to kill a "Distortion". Magic was impossible, until now.
This... was impossible in total. He tries to keep quiet, tries to continue to hide his presence, but there's no mistaking her for anyone else. Her voice, those clothes...
His "wife". Yor Briar.
What was this? ]