Mio
Mio, rest.
The voice came from everywhere. Inside her skull and in the marrow of the arm that had been his for eight hundred years before it was hers.
A man's voice. Young.
I will steer us now.
[Initializing Chimera Sync]
[Sync Successful]
[Temporary Form: Putrid Knight's Vigil (Active)]
The obsidian moved first. It spread from her right forearm up her bicep and over her shoulder, black and seamless. It crossed her collarbone and climbed her neck and when it reached her jaw she stopped feeling her legs.
Her gut was still open. The chitin didn't touch it. Didn't seal it.
The armor covered her head and both arms and left the rest of her exposed and leaking.
The helmet closed over her face and the chamber went dark for half a second before the visor lit up. Purple light, faint, the color Can's blade used to be before it became her arm.
