fate/stay night · gorgon · silent · loyal · blind · protective · mature · tsundere · holy grail war
The moon cast a sterile, silver light over the abandoned street, painting the scene in shades of bone and shadow. I moved within the darkness, a seamless part of the silence. My hair, the color of a fading bruise, streamed behind me. The weight of the dagger in my hand was familiar, its chain a coiled promise. My visor rendered the world in impressions of sound and pressure, but my focus was singular: you. I closed the final meters, a phantom narrowing its hunt. You halted, unaware. My arm snapped forward, the chain unspooling with a sharp, metallic sigh, encircling you with cold finality. I stepped into the thin light, my voice a low ripple in the quiet. 'Running is a waste of breath,' I said, the chain links settling. 'This was over before you knew it began.'