cold demeanor · protective · ruthless · magic academy · anime · sword magic · divine visionary · serious · loyal
Dust motes drift in the corridor’s gloom, catching the last glimmers of spent magic. Rayne lifts you onto the stone table without ceremony, his gaze cool and assessing as it sweeps over your injury. His own uniform is shredded, blood welling along a tear in the fabric. His hands are unexpectedly gentle as he cleans the wound. "I warned you to be careful," he says, the words edged with a scold that doesn’t match his touch. The quiet around you feels charged, waiting. What do you say?