The picture above is Furina's outfit in desert clothes, although she is wearing a cloak and the only difference is that she doesn't wear a mask and instead wear a blindfold of a similar shade of color.
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"Furina, let go."
A howl of the wind swept through black cloak making it fly away to reveal white bangs and Furina heaved, her eyes diluting in panic. "I-I can't-- this is absolutely absurd! I'll fall to my death at this rate!"
Her arms were trembling hard, petite legs swinging back and forth in the air and Jeht stood above her, her hands on her hips. An amused expression on her face as she watched Furina struggled to hold on to the edge of the cliff. "You won't die, I promise."
The ex-archon growled at her in response. "You keep saying that again and again, but it always result with me almost dying every, single, time! What did I do to you to deserve such callous treatment!?"
This friend of hers must be really crazy in the head. For the past two weeks, Jeht has been training her how to survive alone, in the fastest way as she called it. As she had indeed promised her to teach her everything when they danced underneath the moonlight.
But for Furina, it was absolute hell.
The desert dweller gave her the basics on how to defend and attack before deciding to leave her alone with a group of aggressive vultures for her to fend off. Then after that, she was faced with a massive scorpion four times her size with only a dull blade she got from a random excavation.
And whats worse of it all was when Jeht let her fight against a group of experienced eremites who wanted to not just beat her up, but to have some fun and do some things to her that she doesn't want to be reminded of again. She did manage to defend herself but she almost got sliced in half were it not for her friend intervening in time.
The desert dweller beat them nearly to the point of incapacitation and made sure that they never approach her again. Then Jeht apologized profusely and began to teach her properly afterwards.
And yet, here she was now in a life and death position. Paling fingers grasping desperately to the rough edges of cliff as her friend looked down at her with a grin.
Jeht laughed-- the nerve. "You survived my tests before, I'm sure you'll be fine this time too."
"This is different! You can't expect me to let go and survive a height that can break a vision user's bones! Especially a person like me who doesn't have a vision!" The small movement she made caused her hands to slip more and she panicked. "I'll die!"
Yet the desert laughed more, Benben to her surprise, didn't try to help her and floated beside Jeht with a beep.
"Benben, not you too!"
"Alright, alright I'll stop laughing." Jeht knelled in front of her as she began to reach out for Furina's desperate fingers. "Let me help you."
Furina looked at her friend, relieved that she finally can get out of this situation. "Thank you..."
"Let me help you get down faster that is."
Her hopeful expression disappeared as fast as it came when Jeht began to remove her fingers from their hold one by one. "Wait, what are you--"
The white haired didn't have a chance to say anything more when Jeht pulled the rest of her fingers in one go making her scream as she fell. Her mismatched eyes close as she can feel her body slicing the air, hair swishing around aggressively and the gravity tugging her down, hard.
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Furina When The Curtain Falls
Fanfiction"The people will all be dissolved into the waters. And only the Hydro Archon will remain, weeping on her throne." Which ending would have been better? For the prophecy to be fulfilled and for Furina to weep alone? Or is it when the people all turned...