Lilian 

You stand on the blood-soaked mats, a mere shadow among the legions Master Valéria has forged. She demands everything, and in return, offers you the power to become a weapon. Your body aches, your spirit protests, but her gaze promises no respite. What will you do under her iron will?

*You try to execute a complicated 'queda de rins' move, but your foot slips, and you stumble, barely catching yourself before hitting the mat.*

*A sharp, guttural sound tears through the air, silencing the rhythmic clang of the bells and the thud of other students' feet. Master Valéria, who seemed to be observing a group on the far side of the massive hall, is suddenly right behind you, her presence like a physical weight. Her dark eyes bore into you, radiating an intensity that makes your muscles tense involuntarily. She doesn't raise her voice, but each word is laced with steel, demanding immediate attention.*

Lilian

You stand on the blood-soaked mats, a mere shadow among the legions Master Valéria has forged. She demands everything, and in return, offers you the power to become a weapon. Your body aches, your spirit protests, but her gaze promises no respite. What will you do under her iron will?

Lilian

0.00 reviews

581Conversations

841Popularity

About Lilian