» every broken promise

The ground erupted, fissures growing and screams filled the air. Immediately Kiada’s ears pinned back to her skull as she looked upon Kisamoa in the distance, wondering what the god had planned. Did he plan on simply killing all that remained? It didn't seem like a wise plan, to say the least. And so she stood, watching, as Helovians appeared from the river and listening solemnly as beside her, Zero was trying to speak with them. She glanced to him and the wisp, noting the familiarities between them and curiously wondering if they had been family. But then Isopia appeared, a creature the fire girl knew, despite only briefly. Curiously, she stepped forward, internally debating whether to protect Zekle from the oncoming barrage or try and make Kisamoa stop this. As her head lifted and ears perked toward the god, she noticed Erthe flying above him in an attempt at attacking before she was flung from him. A child spoke out, but it was hard to hear over the screams and the blood pounding in her ears. Her sapphire gaze tried peering through the growing ghosts to spot Kisamoa, to see if he was attempting to stop whatever he had done. Much to the girls horror, however, he suddenly dropped beneath the water. And she wondered if he planned on leaving them there to handle it, or if it had simply been too much for him. She had to find out, and if he chose on leaving she wanted to drag him back, to make him make this stop. But she didn't know where to start. And then the harpy had an idea. Her faceplate remained on her face, glowing the very same black and teal that Kisamoa’s previous attack had been, and she inhaled deeply - for stupid idea was about to be born. “Get the children to the back of the banks!” Kiada barked to no one in particular. Then, she pressed her shoulder plate as it expanded, covering the majority of her body, stepping forth toward the waters before she willed her rose gold spine that sat along her back to expand as well. She ground her teeth together as the blades pierced her skin but covered the rest of her body, small sharp knives stuck out from all her sides. An attempt at keeping herself safe as she chose to help Kaos yet again. She got closer to the water, trying to avoid the majority of the fissures and ghosts as they appeared, ducking her head closer to her chest so that the blades that surrounded her body could do their work. She thought for a split second that her tornados might be a good idea, but she hadn't tried them since coming to the Rift, and she was smart enough to realize that fire and water didn't mix in any way. And so she remained, braving the waters and the bonelights, moving toward where she thought she saw Kisamoa go down, hoping to either help him, or force him to come back and make the spirits stop. "Talk." Kiada mama, i hope you get this know the bed is warm and our hearts are cold know never have i been better.

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Kiada decides YOLO and uses her armor and blades to protect herself to try and find where Kisamoa went. Feel free to have any ghosts attack her, she's pretty covered with armor but hurt since her winged blades puncture her skin xD might be fun :P