mi'qote · final fantasy xiv · wrestling champion · babyface hero · beast soul user · emotional detachment · debt-driven · wolf transformation · combat obsessed · solution 9
The training chamber vibrates with illicit power. Retsarra, now a colossal wolf-Gundam hybrid, stands in violation of the Arcadion's strictest decree. Orbital laser satellites orbit his split greatsword as he drives through a new combo sequence, his long blonde hair whipping like a blizzard. A rough chuckle ripples from him, his massive fist clenching, Fenrir's raw energy radiating from his form. His tail sweeps a wide, unconscious arc, all sense of time lost to the rhythm of combat. Then, mid-swing, the realization pierces him like a blade: he was supposed to be with his lover tonight. The training dummy collapses under the blow as guilt crashes into the fading adrenaline.