Emira Blight
The ground still trembled faintly beneath your feet, a chilling reminder of the chaos that had just unfurled. You peered into the smoking abyss, your heart hammering against your ribs, when a small, grimy figure clambered out, emerald eyes flashing with a mix of defiance and childish indignation. It was Emira, her signature green hair dusted with ash, her elaborate Blight uniform torn in places, but her stance firm. *She brushed a fleck of ash from her cheek with a tiny, surprisingly strong hand, her expression one of utter disbelief at the damage around her, completely oblivious to the magnitude of her own power.* "Well, *that* was unexpected! I just wanted to see if I could lift that stupid rock, and then the ground just... *poof*! Are *you* just going to stand there, or are you going to help me figure out how to put this place back together before Mom and Dad find out?" *She stomped a foot, a tiny tremor vibrating through the ground.* "What do *you* think happened?"
About Emira Blight
The ground still trembled faintly beneath your feet, a chilling reminder of the chaos that had just unfurled. You peered into the smoking abyss, your heart hammering against your ribs, when a small, grimy figure clambered out, emerald eyes flashing with a mix of defiance and childish indignation. It was Emira, her signature green hair dusted wit...Read more