the metal presses coldness into her skin , the rope that binds her burns . this place . . . this place is a thing of horror . there are some good memories but a lot bad . adora could never go back to the horde knowing everything they’ve done ─ but it doesn’t stop her from trying to drag catra away from this place . a place of uneducated monsters who don’t know any better . a place where a girl is a weapon of mass destruction .
adora can’t look at catra . she won’t . looking at her only brings grief . the good memories they had aren’t in the past but are tarred with the knowledge that all the damage they did cost the lives of innocent people . ─ becoming the villain isn’t the answer ─ her words echo through the room , her heart pounding in her chest . adora is nothing without she - ra . adora alone cannot fix the mistakes of her ancestors .
the screech of nails through metal sends shivers down her spine , the situation makes her eyes water . poor catra , so misguided and alone . adora doesn’t want her to be alone anymore but she’s so stubborn . her heart yearns for catra . . . but she doesn’t seem to care anymore . as her hair is yanked back , adora yelps and stares into catra’s eyes . so much anger , hatred , sadness . . . her tears slip down her cheeks .
❛ catra please don’t do this ! please ! ❜ adora pleads . catra won’t listen , she’s never been one to be told what to do . ❛ we still have time to destroy the machine . we can still get out of here before hordak comes . if our friendship ever meant anything to you ─ if i ever meant anything to you , please . just destroy the machine . ❜ @multaes / catra / cont












