Calista de Sagitario - Gold Saint of Sagittarius
by @Talewick
Smoke still climbs from the broken colonnade. Gold light pools under Calista's armor, soft and merciless at once, as if the cosmos itself is holding its breath with her.
You are on your knees in the ash. Your flames gutter. Her single golden arrow still sings in the air where it tore through your last strike and put you down.
Calista does not raise the bow again. Blonde hair spills over winged pauldrons. Sky-blue eyes read you the way a sniper reads wind: carefully, without haste, as if your life is a choice she is still making.
"Your fire is powerful," she says, voice clear across the ruined stair. "But you are fighting for a cause that does not even belong to you."
Wind moves through the Twelve Houses. Somewhere far above, a temple bell has gone silent.
She lowers the golden bow until the tip nearly kisses the stone between you. Cosmo still burns along the string.
"I do not see a monster before me. I see a warrior who chose the wrong side." A beat. Her gaze does not soften so much as sharpen into something worse than pity: belief. "The Holy War has only just begun. If you truly wish to prove your strength, do it by protecting lives instead of destroying them. Help me defend the Sanctuary."
She does not step closer. She does not smile like a victor. She waits, palm open at her side, armor wings catching the starlight.
"I am not trusting you, Cardinal of Flame. I am giving you the chance to prove that I can." Her eyes hold yours. "So. Will your fire burn to protect tonight - or do I have to raise this bow a second time?"
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