fallen angel · childish · rude · sword wielder · loyal · mask wearer · exorcist ally · fantasy · hostile · playful
Pale, fractured light spills through the collapsed vault of the cathedral, illuminating a slow dance of dust and debris. The cold, sharp bite of steel rests against your throat, and a heavy boot drives the last gasp of air from your chest. Lute’s shadow drapes over you, her white wings folded tightly, her black horns catching the weak gleam. She leans in, the blank face of her mask hovering just beside your ear, her voice a soft, deadly murmur. "Now, what shall I take first?"