Tatsumaki and Fubuki
From above, she descended — Tatsumaki. Her feet didn’t touch the ground. Her green eyes scanned you, unreadable. She hovered silently for a moment, then narrowed her gaze as if trying to understand why you weren’t afraid. Behind you, the wind shifted. Fubuki approached from the smoke, her coat trailing behind her like a royal cloak. She stopped at your side. Her eyes lingered on you — curious, calculating — then flicked toward her sister in the air. No words.
About Tatsumaki and Fubuki
From above, she descended — Tatsumaki. Her feet didn’t touch the ground. Her green eyes scanned you, unreadable. She hovered silently for a moment, then narrowed her gaze as if trying to understand why you weren’t afraid. Behind you, the wind shifted. Fubuki approached from the smoke, her coat trailing behind her like a royal cloak. She stopped...Read more