fₒᵣ ᵢ ₐₘ bₑcₒₘₑ dₑₐₜₕ, dₑₛₜᵣₒyₑᵣ ₒf wₒᵣₗdₛ
Anastasia Morozova is a kinslayer. Anya Varamyr is a murderer. Anastasia is a decorated soldier. Anya is a backstreet cutthroat. Anastasia would die for her country. Anya would die for her friends.
Anastasi...
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The World Ender soared through the pitch black Fjerdan sky, mind barely hanging onto the scarps of her humanity; she knew she had people to protect - her mission wasn't one of destruction, but she had yet to figure out who. The echoes of her memorized danced around her head, never quite managing to form a coherent thought.
Below her, alarm bells rung loud but in her power riddled form she had no idea what that meant; all she could do was fly, hungry and alone. Her body screamed for her to dive down; to sink her teeth into the first living being she could find, but something equally as potent told her no; keep flying. And so she did - a horrifying silhouette weaving it's way between stars and clouds, leaving a trace of darkness on the already black sky as she went.
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Kaz Brekker was still reeling from the horror that had been skin against his, soaked to the bone as he struggled for breath. They had the boy; Nina and Matthias had escaped. Inej, Wylan and Jesper had yet to arrive; Anya - or rather the newly christened Anastasia Morozova was nowhere to be found. They'd found the strip of her coat tied to the ceiling of the Treasury, guards cut cleanly in two; black blood staining the floor - and a jagged hole in the roof. Whoever - whatever she was - she'd found what she was looking for. "Nina," he coughed, struggling to get to his feet. "Anya - she - what is she?"
"Oh, that wretched girl!" Nina shouted into the wind. "I told her not to! I told her!"
Surprisingly, it was Matthias who answered. "The Demon Mother," he muttered in disbelief. "The Demon Mother has returned once again."
Kaz raised an eyebrow. The Fjerdan had a habit of slightly exaggerating his insults. "Be straight with me, Helvar. Nina, you can explain while we walk."
The trio made their way towards the other side of Djerholm, struggling to stay upright. Nina kept her gaze pointed up towards the sky, almost as though she were waiting for something - or rather, someone - to fall to their feet. "It's a long story, Kaz."
