I actually want to have Wendy accidentally kill someone with her magic at some point for the sake of character development. She’s never fathomed taking a life and takes steps to prevent it, but she’d never forgive herself.
how do you die twice
It was a war, Shirouko
2 weeks of subzero temperatures and insta-death zones
No soldier came out unscathed
"Months? Damn it.. It’s the same as with Juvia. You say that, but I just saw you back home a few hours ago! What the hell is going on?"
“I guess it would be pretty hard to wrap your head around, huh? I mean, I’ve grown a year older here… I wish I could explain it properly, but I don’t think there even IS an explanation.”
She’d never seen this man before, but there was little question that he was no mage, but one of Tartaros’ demons. “Ruled?" It wasn’t so much a question as it was repetition for effect. If another demon was going to stand in her way, Wendy would have to fight. That was the resolution she’d made when she cut her hair.
“If you think a mage of Fairy Tail would give in and allow themselves to be ‘ruled’, I guess you just don’t know what kind of guild you’ve gotten involved with!" Tiny fists clenched, expression firm, the wind danced as if to sound a warning. She was still exhausted from her battle with Ezel, from activating Dragon Force for the first time, but she couldn’t stop here. "Besides, Fairy Tail isn’t alone!”
"Eh.. WENDY?! When did you get here?!"
“Let’s see. One… two… thirteen months ago?”
"WHAT THE HELL-?!"
He thought he’d gotten past this damn habbit!
"What is with you people? Put some clothes on, will you?"
Despite saying this, the man himself was naked. Butt naked. Flagpole raised naked. Jingle bells naked.
“PUT SOME ON FIRST!" This sadly was nothing new to Wendy.