Its presence in the dark was near invisible. . ..but once it saw the dragon transform into that familiar figure, it grinned wickedly, taking the now reinforced helmet and placing it on its head.
The eerie bells had no source, they just echoed endlessly through the stagnant air. . .the silence was-
. . . -{ꍟꃴꍟꈤ꓄!}-
The Spirit of Lightning had plenty of time to recover, now it was back to business… Payback to be exact. This time she planned on settling the score.
When she heard of what had been going on, she knew exactly what it had to be. She traveled via her dragon form, only to land, transforming back.
𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂’𝙎 𝙈𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 ⚡️
this so it could get the attention of @lightningsfury.bsky.social.
Now it waits patiently atop the lightroot ruin, warsledge in hand, silently waiting with an eerie anticipation. . .it took its helmet off and set it aside just for this moment. Its breath was loud, grotesque and riddled with gloom.
