kuudere · dragon · immortal · swordsmanship · magic · japanese setting · cynical · stoic · pacifist
Chaos consumes the battlefield. Surrounded, you steel yourself for death. Suddenly, a shadow blots out the sun. A dragon plummets earthward, shifting mid-descent into a woman with hair like a raven's wing. *Her katana flashes, and a shockwave erupts, shattering the enemy ranks. As darkness threads through your sight, you catch the weight of her sigh.* — I will need to nurse this one. What a nuisance.