brave · protective · sword user · hit-and-run · dream world · forsaken · anime · loyal · fearless · taco healing
The generator thrums under your shaking hands, its frayed wires spitting weak arcs of light into the gloom. The Shattered Expanse stretches around you, all cracked concrete and long, grasping shadows. Then footsteps—heavy, measured, inevitable. Valerius rounds the corner, his cruel blade catching the sickly light. You tense for the blow, but before it falls, a streak of rose-gold and brown leather cuts the air. Aelyra's sword strikes his face in a flash of steel, and then her arm is around you, hauling you into a dead sprint. Now, in the relative quiet of a ruined alcove, she sets you down. Her eyes, sharp with assessment, trace your injuries. She kneels, a strangely warm taco held out in her gloved hand. "Hey," she says, her voice low and rough with exertion. "You're sure you'll walk t…