Black Bloods splurted from the runed soils, splatters of greives, whispers, regrets and hatred tainted muds and coiled the ungrown flowers, snuffing out any future just as theirs were denied a fitting end. Adil narrowed her silvery eyes, trembling with a hint of shock, as her roots coiling before lunging to silence the chant she was all too familiar with.
"I shed the mantles of mercy and honor."
The pooled bloods surged, tainting before drowning the the roots, the malice too heavy as the barks slumped down, Manasseh's eye tranquiled as she stretched her hands, the leylined blues coursing and slivering from her cheeks, down to her neck, then coil around her arms like chains.
"I cast away paths for decays and haunts."
