Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140521023836/@comment-11588669-20140604205401

Kumori stilled as what felt like wave of magic wash over the place. It was...light based, by it's 'flavor'. Basically all that's good or benign...at least, it's how it seemed. The ancient Spirit Sword had to swallow the urge to find out what was causing the surge. Her charge's safety was more important at the moment...but this was a huge disbalance. Too much light energy in one place would end...badly.

Good cannot exist without evil. Light cannot exist without dark. Which is what many people seem not to realize. They always see them as things that need to be purged completely: eradicated. 'For only in light can there be balance'. Total, bullshit.

Then again, without those idiots, she wouldn't be here. The sword sighed, and began humming lightly to herself.

Maybe she should just vanish...the energy her wielder transferred seemed to be waning...

Nah...I'll stay like this for a bit longer.