we can never be gods, after all.
post order: saintism ♚ kiboufinale ♚ theformerace ♚ littleburnerthings
Whitened stones intermingle with the outer streets of the third sector, piecing together what seemed to be another passage to an unknown vicinity. Had none of them been informed, perchance it might have gone unnoticed by the most basic glance, only further noting that each step forward would connect the cobble street to something more grandeur than just a dead end. Fortunately so, for it is only by this direction that those of the team she is meant to lead are made to travel, the gleaming tower as if a beacon to guide them to where they are to explore.
Armour chimes atop the ground as she ceases walking, gauntlet digits poised at her sides in order to take action if necessary. Garbed in elaborate armour, it was ever so clear that she meant in earnest to assist her team to the best of her ability; to act as their loyal shield in crucial times to come.
Only upon hearing the last of her team arrive does she turn to face them, prying violaceous hues from the intricate designs that wait them deep within. There is a moment that passes, allowing the others to peruse where it is they are meant to investigate upon their own leisure, before addressing them so. ❝ We have arrived at the gates of our destination. I am certain you are all prepared for this time, and if not I bid you become so now. We are here to discover what is hidden within the city, whether it be knowledge or artifacts to return with, so it might be some time before we return, ❞ she utters, the words firm despite emanating confidence in those of her companions.
❝ From this moment forward, I will be your shield upon the battlefield. I give my word that I will safeguard you from all harm that I am able as to complete our mission safely. Upon your ready, we will press forward. ❞