Bitten, but not beaten. That is what has happened, that is what she tells herself. While she doesn't regret trying to help out her friend, a part of her still struggles with the humiliation that she let such a impure being touch her as a priestess.
Fortunately, her recovery could be described as nothing short of miraculous in the short term. There are no longer any bite marks upon her neck, the skin having fully healed, the puncture marks gone. The only indication that she was injured at all is the slight discoloration of her skin upon the side of her neck, the telling mark of blood that's been reabsorbed into tissue.
Her emotional state, however, isn't as prepared to handle how much she's lost in terms of her pride, of how she thought she's failed a friend and herself and the gods she served in her home world for losing. She's been trying to find him since then, scrying for his presence through water and mirrors, trying to locate just where he is. It just so happens that she divines that he's coming to her. Looking up, she begins to feel the presence of a strong ayakashi on her grounds. Then finally stepping out of her temple, flying to the foothills once again, she spots a twisted, demented form. Not a form she was expected of him, but her scrying tells her that this is-- was-- Zero. She sees the looming form of the vine-wolf approach just beyond a hill, she knows she can't let this one chance go to make this right, to make up for her mistakes.
That is, to exterminate this poor soul. One that's been corrupted almost beyond recognition.
"Genki," she whispers to the wind, calling her Shinki to her immediately. His vessel form is of a flip phone, and she only needs him on her person for her attacks to be effective against an ayakshi. Instead, she takes out a gohei for it feels much more familiar in her hands. Especially when she's beginning a battle against a monster like this.
Ah, the feeling is almost nostalgic. It's her duty as a miko, to exterminate these sorts of beings, whose souls have been turned too far from human. And although she grieves for the loss of her friend, and wants nothing but to kick herself for failing him...
This time, she won't be fucking around.
"You.... I will put your suffering to an end." She's sorry. She's very sorry. But it must be done. Without another word, she sends out her first attack: a rushing river of water that tumbles through the hills and fields, smashing against anything in its path with all the force of a fifty-ton wrecking ball.
w/ lu meng, sanae, and zero ;;
Fortunately, her recovery could be described as nothing short of miraculous in the short term. There are no longer any bite marks upon her neck, the skin having fully healed, the puncture marks gone. The only indication that she was injured at all is the slight discoloration of her skin upon the side of her neck, the telling mark of blood that's been reabsorbed into tissue.
Her emotional state, however, isn't as prepared to handle how much she's lost in terms of her pride, of how she thought she's failed a friend and herself and the gods she served in her home world for losing. She's been trying to find him since then, scrying for his presence through water and mirrors, trying to locate just where he is. It just so happens that she divines that he's coming to her. Looking up, she begins to feel the presence of a strong ayakashi on her grounds. Then finally stepping out of her temple, flying to the foothills once again, she spots a twisted, demented form. Not a form she was expected of him, but her scrying tells her that this is-- was-- Zero. She sees the looming form of the vine-wolf approach just beyond a hill, she knows she can't let this one chance go to make this right, to make up for her mistakes.
That is, to exterminate this poor soul. One that's been corrupted almost beyond recognition.
"Genki," she whispers to the wind, calling her Shinki to her immediately. His vessel form is of a flip phone, and she only needs him on her person for her attacks to be effective against an ayakshi. Instead, she takes out a gohei for it feels much more familiar in her hands. Especially when she's beginning a battle against a monster like this.
Ah, the feeling is almost nostalgic. It's her duty as a miko, to exterminate these sorts of beings, whose souls have been turned too far from human. And although she grieves for the loss of her friend, and wants nothing but to kick herself for failing him...
This time, she won't be fucking around.
"You.... I will put your suffering to an end." She's sorry. She's very sorry. But it must be done. Without another word, she sends out her first attack: a rushing river of water that tumbles through the hills and fields, smashing against anything in its path with all the force of a fifty-ton wrecking ball.