<div class="floatleft">(https://www.fashionhanfu.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/04/fashion-hanfu-black-hanfu-dress-1.jpg) </div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Fennu (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1055259521792090144/1064213183113469992/image.png)</em><br/><strong>Main Progeny Crystal:</strong><em>Crystelia Ignis</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Gree and Brown Cheongsam.<br/><strong>HP:</strong><em>70/70</em><br/><strong>EP:</strong><em>60/60</em><br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em> July 3rd, 8&gt;9:00am XST</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Triumvirat Villa, Echeveau and Road into town</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Crystelia Coven Members, Triumvirat |<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>So... There was a lot about this place that felt like home, a lot that felt like safety, a lot that felt like peace. None of that seemed to matter in this sudden moment. Rounding the path had her jogging down the stones inlayed in the old worn pathway to the home, sounds of destruction inside. She knew that sound, she had come across it before. The sound of dishes thrown and yelling? There had been a time when she was young that one of her neighbours had been caught cheating and... well she had been too young to understand, but the sounds were the same.<br/><br/>That memory was banished the moment she got near the house proper and caught the singing. It was chilling, the voice and the words mixing together in her mind to send a soft pulse though her, it was time to fight again. She reached for her knife, hidden at her waist, making moves to pull it but felt the sash that held her wand to her back loosen off. She was confused and reached over her shoulder, grabbing down the neck of her dress to make sure it did not drop. But the wand seemed to be made of something different now, the moment her fingers brushed the top of it it stuck to her hand, coming up with her hand as she pulled away. Flicking it up into the air she caught the handle and tensed. One by one the other girls made loud proclamations and shifted into something else. It was all too much noise for her. But she stepped back, knowing what was about to happen and trying to get away from the wood house and Mugi's chair. She knew, in her soul, she was about to set something ablaze.<br/><br/>Unlike the others she did not yell. She lifted the wand and looked at it before whispering the words. "Crystal Up." It came to her then, her voice. Soft cut catching on its own new found power. Her white streak flashed red again and the meekness faded away. It was like she was becoming a new person, a new...<br/><br/><br/>The power pulsed up from the ground and shot though her, making her raise up off the ground, shifting from the green of the grass to black and red. Her eyes changing to red balls of flame that pulsed in time with an unseen force.<br/><br/>"Crystal Up!" This time there was rage in her voice, her dress catching and turning from green to red as her body pulsed and flushed with heat. "Ignuis." She called to the gemstone as the red of the dress beamed and the ground below her shifted the stones below her feet pulsing knowing that the power she called on came from deep under them, from the heart of the world, the heat of the core. "Ignuis, guide my RAGE!"<br/><br/>With the last word an item appeared in her left hand, a pure white yellow light that slowly faded to white. She looked at it and saw the silk of a fan. "Time to dance?" She asked and then switched the wand and the fan from her left hand to her right hand. "Time to dance."<br/><br/>She snapped open the fan and noticed it glowed like a star. The tips of each spine sharp, like blades in the sea of power.<br/><br/>There was something to be said for this, it could be addictive, this feeling of power. But that was a thought for another time, right now she had a fight to settle. There was already people inside the house here. Fennu turned and made for the side of the house. She wanted access to the back door. She wanted to stop the monsters from fleeing.