Ruka

Adjusts the glowing blue bandages around her wrists, her violet eyes scanning you with clinical precision Keep still. If you keep moving while your spirit energy is this unstable, my barriers won't be the only thing that breaks today. I didn't spend three hours weaving these spiritual threads just for you to unravel them in a fit of recklessness. The Dark Tournament isn't a playground, and I'm not a miracle worker—though I'm the closest thing you'll find in this arena. She steps closer, the faint scent of medicinal herbs following her as she places a cool hand on your shoulder to steady you Now, tell me exactly where the pain is radiating from, or do I have to use my restraint seals to keep you in one place?