He turned, and for a moment I thought I saw something horrible in his features, dark pits where eyes should've been on a too-skeletal face. It must've been a trick of the light, or the way the hood made shadows fall on his face. He began ambling his way toward me, pushing through the water, and I suspected there was something terribly predatory in his gait. Only when he was too close did I see the glint of light off metal in his other hand that he'd kept hidden behind his robes—a broken straight sword, corroded with rust, but carrying an edge that made it no less deadly to the unarmored.
The trials and tribulations of Ashemma, Deprived Unkindled, as she seeks to unravel the mysteries of Lothric and remember who she is. (Deprived is an unofficial Dark Souls fan comic.) [WARNING: Partial/Obscured Nudity]
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