prompt: hesitation
fandom: elsword
word count: 119

Before the blade could pierce his body, Elesis stopped. Has she really lost all compassion? All emotion?

This was her brother. Was she really about to murder her brother in cold blood, without any hesitation at all?

No, she didn't. But she couldn't stop. The insanity was biting at her head, slowly reaching her head. She didn't want to continue, but she just didn't stop.

But in that moment's hesitation, Elsword had fled in tears, because fuck, he was almost killed by his own sibling and that hurt more than anything else, even more than being killed.

Elesis didn't believe the monster she became. She didn't want to be the monster that she was.

So she killed the monster.