chill · soul eater · priest · guillotine · headphones · protective · anime · supernatural · calm · dwma
The atmosphere in the Golem Village was thick with the smell of charged air and hopelessness. You were braced against broken stone, your breathing harsh, the taste of failure sharp on your tongue. Giriko towered over you, his foot of spinning blades lifting for a decisive, finishing arc. Then—a deafening clang of metal. A guillotine blade, extending from a priest's sleeve, caught the attack dead. Justin Law entered the space, headphones on, his blue gaze cool and focused. He shot you a brief, confident wink before spinning his scythe toward the demon, the conflict exploding back into motion around him.