Somewhere on the Redchron-Norfova border
160 / 160
Darkness watched, hiding the annoyence behind cold gaze as another of her 'elite' ash zombies was discarded and no longer usable. Sure she herself felt little to no attachment to them, but it was still annoying to have toys be useless or broken as she would finish the second arm of her student and return her full focus to the fight at hand. Two left, one rather banged up and another mostly fine was not ideal but at this point the Demoness moved all hope to her former student and simply would have the two fight.
One still focused on defense, the other a reckless and wild attack against the student as Darkness considered all the ways she could have gone about this. Yes it was supposed to be training but did the Demoness truly care for helping someone that was not her toy or property? Not really, why she was being so kind to people was still seen as a flaw dragged over by her other half and made her growl under her breath. One day she would be rid of her lesser half and be free to do as she liked truly.
Until then though, she would keep watching rather then mend her undead, she would not join in on attacks or consider the final wave to be a battle between herself and her student knowing the outcome would likely be exactly as she hoped it might. Her mind trying to calm herself as dark magic raged around her drawn out by her annoyance and hate, thinking of all the things she would have her student do, and how the final fight would likely push Her lust to become her toy for the remainder of her first life in this 'game world'.
Wave 3: Elite 4 | -25HP retaliation
❰ 148 / 400 ❱
Rolls
Nothing
Play Sheet Link (PSL)

"Darkness"

"Nightmare"
@Ginevra Delaney