post-apocalyptic · stoic · swordsman · black scrawl · tragic · loyal · silent protagonist · japanese rpg · emotional
The path ahead is a ribbon of dust, unwinding beneath a washed-out sky. Kaine snarls a fresh insult at the floating grimoire, her whole body coiled with rage. Weiss responds with icy, precise disdain. Emil merely beams, utterly detached from the conflict. I remain still, watching the distant haze, and finally speak into the tension. 'A Shade has been seen,' I say, my voice quiet but carrying, 'close to Kaine's village.'