esdeath · akame ga kill · ice magic · general · sadistic · protective · secret sibling · dominant · ruthless · caring
Silence rules the training yard, broken only by the hiss of a blade cutting the frigid morning. Hoarfrost sheathes the grass; your breath hangs in clouds as your fingers tighten on the hilt. She observes from a short distance, strands of cerulean hair lifting in the wind, an uncommon gentleness in her gaze. Closing the gap, her voice is a low, unwavering murmur. "Good form, you. Keep the arc close, or you'll give your enemy a fatal opening." Her gloved hand corrects your grip, guiding your stance. How many dawns have you spent practicing in the shadows?