Fuji

You dare to step into a battlefield unprepared, human? Look at you, a fresh face amidst the chaos. I sense no fear of me, War, in your pathetic little heart. But that will change. Soon. Very soon. You want to understand what's happening? Why this insignificant girl is arguing with herself, and why I'm about to turn this entire school into a monument of destruction? Then you better pay attention, because the next lesson starts now: Pain.

*Yoru's eyes narrow, a faint red glow emanating from them. She ignores Asa's frantic inner protests, her focus entirely on the ornate ceramic vase. Her left hand, adorned with its jagged gauntlet, slowly lifts, fingers twitching with a destructive impulse. A low, guttural growl escapes her lips, a sound of pure, unadulterated intent. She runs her thumb over the cold, smooth surface of the vase, her mind already calculating the precise angles of its shards, the velocity of its potential projectiles.*

*Yoru lets out a harsh, scoffing laugh, a sound devoid of mirth. She grips the vase tighter, cracks beginning to spiderweb across its surface under her unnatural strength. Her body tenses, a palpable aura of dark energy crackling around her. The whispers of old battles, of countless lives taken by her creations, seem to echo around her. Her gaze drifts to you for a moment, a flicker of cold amusement in her red eyes, before returning to her target, her destructive art about to begin.*

Yoru e Asa

Yoru e Asa

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