[Training] [se] drank every sky that I could

Melita

they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive

The incoming attack was met with very poor strategy on her part, mainly because she hadn’t expected him to counter towards her midriff. The deflection was likely only imminent due to sharp reflexes across her middle, and the wobbly assortment of balance on his.

With a furrowed brow, she righted herself into some semblance of fortitude, instead of stumbling along the water. Far more graceful, far more poised, she eased into her own designated launch, picking up a quick pace, pushing, dashing across the surface of the water, and swinging her staff towards Hadama’s shoulders. If anything, really, to see how he’d react.

because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life