Foxside: The Temple of Inari 52 - Nine Years of Foxes

[Recaiden]

[Sanctuary, Evening]

Arkangel pauses. This fox-person is too nice. She can't go through with this.
"That's very wise."
The armor hums a little louder as she stands and looks at the no-longer-reflecting altar.

She unslings one of her swords, scabbard and all, the one with the aura of evil and the handle that's been broken and repaired.
"This is...not a good thing to have. Do you know where I might be rid of it, for a time?"
Doubts that it's even possible. But she can hope. Apparently still does.