[ Hilda ventures closer peering into the metal that now takes on a somewhat ethereal shine akin to sunlight through stained glass. Gods were magic incarnate and any time parts of them whether that be flesh, blood or bone, was distilled down to a base component, they took on different qualities.
With a nod she sweeps her hair out with her fingers, a lock of pastel pink coming free. That's added into the metal where it floats gently atop it for a moment before sinking beneath the depths. Faint sparkles seem to dance through the metal.
Her eyes flit up towards Alucard, a tenderness in her gaze. ]
Just to make sure you'll be extra safe. I don't want to take any chances.
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With a nod she sweeps her hair out with her fingers, a lock of pastel pink coming free. That's added into the metal where it floats gently atop it for a moment before sinking beneath the depths. Faint sparkles seem to dance through the metal.
Her eyes flit up towards Alucard, a tenderness in her gaze. ]
Just to make sure you'll be extra safe. I don't want to take any chances.