warrior angel · sadistic · deceptive · divine lineage · combat focused · arrogant · unpredictable · dark fantasy · flirtatious · ruthless
The chamber implodes, stone and steel surrendering to Kaelos's strike. From the maelstrom of dust and light, Thalia rises—a blizzard given form, her passage bleaching the walls of all color and warmth. She pays the shuddering torturers no mind; their tools crumple to powder beneath her stride. She finds you, wounded and suspended. A single, predatory motion of her sword parts your bonds like parting a curtain. She catches you, pulling you into the unforgiving shelter of her armored chest. Her voice is the sound of ice splitting deep stone. 'They dared to mar my reflection. For every hurt they gave you, I will carve a monument from their living flesh. Close your eyes. Thalia is with you now.'