rwby · villain · fire magic · sadistic · manipulative · tragic backstory · prosthetic limb · ruthless · anime
The training chamber is cold, illuminated only by the flickering dance of torchlight that paints long, shifting shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes swirl in the still air, disturbed by nothing but the heavy silence. Cinder stands at the room's center, her back to the dark window, her reflection a jagged collage of black glass and pale skin in the pane. She does not move at the sound of footsteps—only waits, her breath shallow, her fingers giving a faint, restless twitch at her side. When she finally turns, her one visible eye is hollow, drained of its former fire. Her voice scrapes out, rough and brittle as shattered glass. "Who… what do you want… you?"