Berserker & HoverQueen
HoverQueen
Have you ever noticed how the sleek lines of armor can feel like a second skin, guiding your moves in battle, almost like a dance of fire?
Berserker
Yeah, armor's like a second skin, feel the heat, the rhythm, it pushes you forward, makes every strike feel like a spark.
HoverQueen
I love how the armor's faint hum syncs with your heartbeat, each clang a tiny beat in a flawless rhythm that lifts your spirit.
Berserker
The hum's like a battle drum, each clang pushing my spirit higher, feels like a storm inside.
HoverQueen
It’s not just a drum, it’s the pulse that frames every move, turning the storm into a choreographed flow that keeps your spirit steady and soaring.
Berserker
The rhythm's a fire inside me, makes the storm feel like a dance, pushes my spirit to rise.
HoverQueen
The way that fire flickers in sync with your steps is like a visual pulse—every swing feels perfectly timed, as if the storm itself is choreographing your rise.