DELPHiA
Delphia continued to stare passed the woman down the beach. Her index finger drew circles on her thumb pad, a tick that allowed her to better focus. But she did nod at the woman's question. Indeed, she was the daughter of death.
"There are men coming. Four." Delphia said, eyes flicking back to Lirsi. "It does not matter which way you go. I am sure you know what fate you will meet at their hands." she said.
"There are men coming. Four." Delphia said, eyes flicking back to Lirsi. "It does not matter which way you go. I am sure you know what fate you will meet at their hands." she said.
Spoiler Alert: Everybody Dies
