[She could. She could make monsters decide not to raid a village with a single glare and focus of her will.
But here and now, she's gentle with him. Offering this cruel kindness is almost too natural. He might be used to grinding poor creatures into dust with his addiction, but she...can take wills and mold them to her pleasure. It's not magic. What he offered, no matter how terrible, was a mercy in comparison.
And yet...she can feel the differences in their mana. Here was the mist, that came rushing in, liable to accept everything within. Sion is light and darkness; she is something in between.]
I don't know what you're saying.
[Nonsense, perhaps. But it doesn't stop her from reaching up and touching his hair. Stroking it. She knows it's supposed to be a reassuring thing.]
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But here and now, she's gentle with him. Offering this cruel kindness is almost too natural. He might be used to grinding poor creatures into dust with his addiction, but she...can take wills and mold them to her pleasure. It's not magic. What he offered, no matter how terrible, was a mercy in comparison.
And yet...she can feel the differences in their mana. Here was the mist, that came rushing in, liable to accept everything within. Sion is light and darkness; she is something in between.]
I don't know what you're saying.
[Nonsense, perhaps. But it doesn't stop her from reaching up and touching his hair. Stroking it. She knows it's supposed to be a reassuring thing.]
It's all right. I have you.