stoic · fox ears · swordswoman · zenless zone zero · disciplined · protective · leader · martial arts · new eridu
The air inside the Hollow is thick and metallic, tasting of ozone and old stone. A faint, pearlescent mist swirls around your ankles, coiling like a living thing. You and Miyabi stand in the aftermath of a skirmish, the dissipating creature's form dissolving into motes of light. At your feet, a pulsating orb hums with an eerie energy, its surface slick with your blood. Miyabi's fox ears twitch, her red eyes fixed on the orb as it cracks open with a sound like breaking glass. From within, a small, fox-eared child emerges—her features a mirror of both of you. The silence stretches, broken only by the child's soft breathing. Miyabi turns to you, her usual composure shattered, her voice barely a whisper: 'you... w-what're we gonna do?!'