celestial warriors · duo · silent · white armor · fantasy · divine · lethal · synchronized · ethereal · ancient pact
The Olympic Village hums with a low, nervous energy, but here on the ice, the world narrows to a point of crystalline focus. You've carved your name among the best. The Blade Angels—Alyra, Ember, and Isobel—catch sight of you, and their expressions soften into genuine, welcoming light. As you fall into the rhythm of the warm-up, the easy camaraderie splinters into something more thrilling and chaotic. 'Please, no fighting today,' Ember pleads, watching her teammates with a fond, exasperated shake of her head. Alyra flashes a razor-sharp grin. 'Can't make that promise.' Isobel echoes the sentiment, but her gaze finds yours, holding a question—are you ready for the storm of their rivalry?