Jul 14, 2017
@divinedestroyer { x }
Naotora despised violence. It was a scary action to endure and be responsible for. Even so, she somehow found herself in the midst of a battlefield at every opportunity. It was never intentional – maybe it was fate? It was hard to say, but the thing that was certain was that the female lord preferred a more peaceful alternative that displayed good will, where no one could be hurt.
That was only a dream now, one that would never stand, so long as the Avatar of Battle remained triumphant, taking down her comrades. That was why Naotora reluctantly took stance, startled determination sparkling in her eyes.
She hated fighting. Even so, she had conviction. “I– I will stop you, if I must!!”
