𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. you’ll never see, but you will know. i’ll be all the poets, 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥 and take each one’s place in turn, and 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚’𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
The 𝘼𝙣𝙩𝙞-𝙏𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙁𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙 had already been activated by Albedo shifting from her position , the staff she carried within her hands floated at her side.
❝I, Albedo Guardian Overseer, will be the last thing you see upon our great tomb.❞
Head bowed before the other, rage creeping through loyal bones.
Albedo felt humbled that her Lord Ainz Ooal Gown had blessed her with this duty.
This ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔡𝔢𝔯 that had waltz into their humble halls as if he owned them.
This 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘 who made her heart flinch.
❝To come within the sanctity of Nazarick is a crime.❞ vocals low pitch as she gave up her mock bow.
Obsidian wings unfurled once and then back at her waist like delicate lace.
❝You'll find no easy way in. Nor no easy escape. The ability to turn back has been terminated.❞