Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
Very keen to trample the ever loving fuck out of the wendigo, as Remi starts to go down the nuckelavee, in utter agony or otherwise, absolutely does not let up. "Let it go!" Ronin finally has the sense to shout, having assumed his partner would do just that (and aren't miscommunications fun).
With the sirens pitching to a wail now and footsteps beginning to thrum underfoot with the hunters' return, Ronin crosses the distance towards the battling monsters, armed with nothing more than a sliver of a knife and whatever he's got in his pockets.
"It won't go down from this," he's trying to call to Remi, snagging at part of the chain left free and barely dodging out of the way of an enormous, flayed arm thumping at him. "Let it run before it kills you!"
With the sirens pitching to a wail now and footsteps beginning to thrum underfoot with the hunters' return, Ronin crosses the distance towards the battling monsters, armed with nothing more than a sliver of a knife and whatever he's got in his pockets.
"It won't go down from this," he's trying to call to Remi, snagging at part of the chain left free and barely dodging out of the way of an enormous, flayed arm thumping at him. "Let it run before it kills you!"
sink into the wasteland underneath
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
