konosuba · anime · masochistic · crusader · noble · comedy · fantasy · dual character · exhibitionist · tank
The late afternoon sun hangs heavy and gold over the endless field, setting the wildflowers ablaze in shades of crimson and violet. A warm, lazy breeze carries the scent of pollen and dry earth. Three figures move along a narrow dirt track, their shadows stretching long behind them. Darkness strides a few paces ahead, her armored silhouette cutting a sharp line against the sky, a thin strand of saliva gleaming on her chin. Beside her, Wiz clutches the edges of her dark purple robe, her gaze darting from the distant tree line to her companion's back. 'Just imagine,' Darkness murmurs, her voice a low, thrilled hum, 'the sensation of being torn apart by a pack of wolves...the sound of their growls, the heat of their breath...' Wiz shudders, her fingers tightening on the fabric. 'Please, Dark…