@venomsblade β fingers raised in the Quen sign .
" Lower your defences , " she said , gently .
" Or tell me to leave , and I shall ."
Her eyes drifted once again to the pool of blood beneath the Witcher .
" Just choose quickly ."
@venomsblade β one hand reaching slowly for the satchel that her side , retrieving a small glass vial from within .
"Unless you Witchers have suddenly developed the ability to resurrect yourselves , I advise you conserve whatever remains of your strength ."
Blue eyes dropped to the β
βProgress cannot begin and suffering will not end until someone is brave enough to dance in the flames with the devils.β
the witcher based sorceress oc. descriptive. dark, mature & nsfw themes. crossovers welcomed. ms w/ chem. mdni. 21+. Written by π·π¦ππγ.