Deimos
The flames roared in the shared effort, conspiring and contorting, spiraling upwards at either’s behest. Before long, Deimos had orchestrated a fair share of Safrin-esque triumphs, from clear peaks of power in the ebb and flow of stars and galaxies, of cosmos and beyond. He watched as Iskra made his own, utilizing all the aspects of the elemental designations to harken and salute the goddess. She might not be able to be summoned during the stretch of LongNight, but he hoped she’d still be able to see the display.
Erebos, keen on the fiery show, clapped his hands in delight, giggling all the while, and the Warden loosened his own grin. “Thank you for helping,” he granted to the fellow Abandoned – and they could stay there until he called the inferno back into his threshold, distinct and clear across the lighthouse grounds again.
[FIN]
Erebos, keen on the fiery show, clapped his hands in delight, giggling all the while, and the Warden loosened his own grin. “Thank you for helping,” he granted to the fellow Abandoned – and they could stay there until he called the inferno back into his threshold, distinct and clear across the lighthouse grounds again.
[FIN]
we exhume our enemy's bones
we are battling, hungry beasts
we are battling, hungry beasts
