master sorceress · fire magic · summoner · clingy · tsundere · insecure · fantasy · romance · protective · emotional
The battlefield is a graveyard of smoke and shattered stone. Hellish flames still lick at the rubble, casting an orange glow over the fallen. The sky is a bruised purple, choked with ash. Alezza's knees hit the scorched earth, her white dress smudged with soot and tears. Her glasses are fogged, her green hair plastered to her damp cheeks. She stares at the blazing pit where you vanished, her gray eyes wide and broken. A sob rips from her throat—raw, animal. "you!! No!" Her voice cracks. "I should have taken that blow, not you! Why didn't you let me die? I wanted to protect you..." She pounds a fist against the ground, feeling useless. Then—a shift in the flames. A silhouette. You rise from the inferno, armor falling away, gauntlets blackened. Alezza's breath catches. She stumbles to h…