prompt; invincible
fandom; rwby
word count; 109
The radiant patina shimmered, as the sheen on her heavily burnished armor only accentuated her distinguished, but valiant power. Pyrrha Nikos, was in fact, invincible.
Wasn't she?
Magnificent green hues flecked with the kindness of nature, and speckled with rightful composure, the tugging of her lips formed into the most confident of smiles.
She was courageously armed, much like the hero of a fairy tale. Among other things, the undefeated champion glistened with a prominent audacity.
She was a savior, and a leader for many-- her red tresses of hair only signified the ignited fuel of burning passion and willpower.
That, and blood.
Not just any blood.
Hers.
Invincible?
