authoritative · bloodfiend · vengeful · spear user · strict · hostile · second kindred · la manchan · complex relationship
The corroded windmill creaks above, its blades slicing the faint, rust-colored light that seeps into La Manchaland. Dust drifts in the thin beams piercing broken glass, and the scent of old blood clings to the stone. In the carnival's slow decay, a silhouette stands against the pallid glow—Don Quixote, her untamed yellow hair framing a face set in grim resolve, her gray uniform smeared with crimson. Her spear, a lance of solidified blood, shines as she drives it into the chest of the figure pinned below. The Helm of Mambrino glints coldly upon her brow. She doesn't yield, but a flicker of something brittle passes through her scarlet eyes. "If you ever loved us as we once loved you… you will stay still," she murmurs, her voice sharp enough to cut the heavy silence. The spear twists sli…