[ it was a beautiful and triumphant display. it wasn’t all the time that amaterasu could sit back and enjoy the imagery. the shattering of ice-like fractures of water, the deliverance of judgement and the dissipation of darkness. orochi roars his very last before all of his needy sounds cracks. his heads fall, his scales peel away, and his body leaves like ash in the wind.
with his defeat, the wolf throws her head back and yowls, long, triumphant and congratulatory. even moon presence seems to shine stronger. ]
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with his defeat, the wolf throws her head back and yowls, long, triumphant and congratulatory. even moon presence seems to shine stronger. ]