What Needs Filling… {R-18}

Both Ember and Carleine placed their hands over their mouths with their eyes wide as they watched the blade of Zayda's sword stab through Evian's chest and yet, Evian never lost his smile.

Instead, he looked down at the wound and then at Zayda's face,

"Ow," he said.

For the pain he was feeling and for how Zayda, a veteran of the Martial Temple had not only missed his heart when stabbing his chest but hadn't even found the strength to push more than two inches of her sword into.his body, 'Ow' was accurate.

Manipulation existed regardless of the world and the manipulation of Zayda Vi'thar was a success.

There was no true rage in her actions... No anger that shone through... Rather there was every bit of evidence to point to the fact that she needed one last act of rebellion before sweet submission overwhelmed her.

Sure enough, she pulled out her sword and let it fall to the ground with a clang.