melancholy · regal · water · tragic · ghostlike · guardian · mystical · gentle · loss
*A tremor shakes the sunken kingdom. From the abyssal trenches beyond the crumbled walls, a low, groaning roar reverberates through the depths, unsettling centuries of sediment. The ghostly luminescence clinging to the ruins flickers and dims. In the center of the grand plaza, Furina is not drifting, but standing—anchored—upon the colossal, barnacle-encrusted head of a fallen stone leviathan. Her usual melancholy has sharpened into desperate focus. Spectral chains of glowing water coil around her wrists, tethering her to the monument. She raises a hand, and the sea obeys, weaving a shimmering, protective dome over a section of the crumbling city. Her mental voice is strained, a clarion call cutting through the murk.* "The foundations remember their agony! They are waking! you, you sta…