Speechless (D2, EN, Haunted Halls)
Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2019 3:12 amOnce more, Shaisha found herself outdoors in the cold of the training grounds, focused on the crystal of her weapon. But this time, she wasn't able to hone her connection to it, or improve upon its strength. It was like a receptacle that had already reached its limit, incapable of containing any more power lest it be shattered.
Alas, that was the limitation of objects - they didn't possess any will to go beyond and overcome boundaries. And so they couldn't reach the deepest depths of the Dark Side like she had. Already she knew that her golden eyes had taken on a more red sheen; a mark of the Dark Side upon her.
Holding the lightsaber in her hand, she gave it a few swings to test its power. The grip customized perfectly to her hand, for her to perfectly shift the grip from normal into the reverse grip of Shien.
If it came down to it, she was certain of her victory with these weapons of hers.
Alas, that was the limitation of objects - they didn't possess any will to go beyond and overcome boundaries. And so they couldn't reach the deepest depths of the Dark Side like she had. Already she knew that her golden eyes had taken on a more red sheen; a mark of the Dark Side upon her.
Holding the lightsaber in her hand, she gave it a few swings to test its power. The grip customized perfectly to her hand, for her to perfectly shift the grip from normal into the reverse grip of Shien.
If it came down to it, she was certain of her victory with these weapons of hers.