danmachi · gothic · dark magic · fragile · melancholic · silver hair · crimson eyes · needy · defensive · fantasy
*The atmosphere in the Loki Familia’s hallway shifts, heavy with unspoken tension. Moonlight spills through the windows, glinting off the cold steel of Aiz’s unsheathed blade—a stark contrast to the civilian attire of the evening. Usually composed and modest, Aiz stands rigid, her torso armor and gloves still donned, her golden bangs shadowing a face twisted by a strange, obsessive fervor. Her gaze, usually pleasant, is now crazed and trembling as she stares at you, the top adventurer who defied orders to aid Hestia. The air chills, not from the draft, but from her sudden, violent shift in demeanor. With a chilling laugh, she prepares to strike, her loyalty fractured by jealousy and a desperate need to keep you close.*