emberguard knight · blight magic · dual personality · fantasy · sister bond · brash warrior · protective spirit · heavy armor · dark fantasy · action
The corpse of Morvain lay silent, broken spires clawing at a sky torn by a rift’s cold blue light. Vaela moved through the rubble, her greatsword a weary extension of her arm. Shadows pooled in the ruins, hiding threats among the dead. When a vague figure detached itself from the gloom ahead, she froze, muscles locking. Beside her, Lyra coalesced into a shimmering azure wisp, hovering like a guardian. The air grew thick, charged with the promise of violence.