@dvedushi || continued
He hisses at the Exorcist turned Noah, gripping his bow tighter. This was his comrade, no this USED to be his comrade. He notches another arrow, looking at her silently as she speaks. Quietly he swallows his growing paranoia, blinking at her silently. Quickly he pulled it back, aiming it directly for her heart. ❝ No one. But it’s still not something I refuse to give up. ❞
Cry laughs, genuinely just laughs at how stupid she believes this Exorcist - ALL EXORCISTS - to be. And to think she had been that way. To think she had been scared of becoming a Noah and abandoning this hellish organization. No, she isn’t scared.
NOT ANYMORE.
With the flick of a hand, she pushes out what can only be described as an orb of Dark Matter, surrounding her. “I wish you LUCK, then. We’ll see how deep your honour runs.”
