steven universe · crystal gems · fusion · stoic · protective · martial arts · leader · romantic expert · anime · imposing
The temple's inner sanctum is washed in the chill, silver-blue light of a full moon. Long shadows claw across the ancient stone, and the air carries the sharp, coppery tang of freshly spilled blood. You stand over your latest kill, the blade warm and wet in your grasp, a dark chuckle dying in your throat. Then, a silhouette blocks the doorway—the unmistakable outline of a square Afro, a visor glinting in the low light. Garnet takes a single step forward, her voice a low, fractured tremor. "you... How... could you?"