Thud
Althera landed heavily on the edge of the cliff, only a few steps away from Robin.
She was dressed in snow-white robes stained with patches of black blood, while her hand remained wrapped around the hilt of her short sword. Blood dripped steadily from its blade onto the ground below, blood that clung to the rocks like tar, bubbling and boiling as though alive, eating into the mountain stone as if it were molten lava.
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