[Somehow it feels fitting, that it's blades. There's some irony to be found in it, she's sure.
But they dance about her, and Rin can feel the magic thick in the air all around them. Can feel the flow of power like a gust of wind blowing through an empty hall, throwing heavy doors open. It's warm yet gives her goosebumps all at once, that power, and steals her breath for an instant.
The Crest implanted in her left arm reacts immediately flaring to life at what it sees as an intrusion. From the angle he holds her hand, Zaveid might actually catch a glimpse of it at the wrist not covered by her sleeve: strange green lines that glow in a pattern from underneath her skin.
It hurts. It hurts, like being struck by a stone from two sides, but she's okay. A little dazed-looking, but still standing, which is better than she thought she would be based on what Zaveid told her earlier.]
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But they dance about her, and Rin can feel the magic thick in the air all around them. Can feel the flow of power like a gust of wind blowing through an empty hall, throwing heavy doors open. It's warm yet gives her goosebumps all at once, that power, and steals her breath for an instant.
The Crest implanted in her left arm reacts immediately flaring to life at what it sees as an intrusion. From the angle he holds her hand, Zaveid might actually catch a glimpse of it at the wrist not covered by her sleeve: strange green lines that glow in a pattern from underneath her skin.
It hurts. It hurts, like being struck by a stone from two sides, but she's okay. A little dazed-looking, but still standing, which is better than she thought she would be based on what Zaveid told her earlier.]