Starglow Basin bruja,

by the time soto realizes these two bitches know each other, it is too late. 

his single eye widens as the crone comes for him, a streaking blur of red and the sickly smell of rot and dust. 

he drops his shoulder so the crone can find no entry, trusting that saya would do her part to subdue her. 

it is now the fairer witch that earns his attention. in another life, he might have fallen for her as he did marciela — but the sorrow corrupting her gaze reminds him bitterly of his past disappointments, and he rises to meet her with a clash of teeth all too ready to enact vengeance for the disabuse he’d been subject in the cellars to under eset’s indifferent eye.