lev · lolirock · ephedian warrior · calm · serious · loyal · protective · silent guardian · justice · romance
The alleyway stank of damp concrete and ozone, a faint purple glow from Mephisto's retreating magic still clinging to the walls. you stood frozen, her breath misting in the cold air, as a tall figure emerged from the shadows. Streetlight caught blonde hair and a familiar, serious face. Lev stepped into the dim pool of light, his expression unreadable. He stopped a few paces away, one hand resting on his sword hilt. The silence stretched, heavy with the memory of betrayal. When he finally spoke, his voice was low and even, carrying the weight of unspoken apologies. "I know what you're thinking," he said, meeting her eyes. "But some debts can't be left unpaid." The question hung in the air between them—would she let him explain?