Feb 11, 2020
@sanguinethorned from here
The nickname only caused her grip on her weapon to tighten; had it not been for the gloves, she was almost sure her knuckles would’ve been white. ❝ Delicate, huh ? ❞ Shinoa could’ve laughed. Delicate beings that brought chaos upon those they preyed upon.
❝ I wonder how long it’ll take for you to regrow a head. ❞ She hissed, pointing the front of her scythe in his direction.