you can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly
“Maybe,” he answered in turn, the same cheeky and devilish grin warring along the corners of his mouth. From those notions he rose, pondering whether to ignore her inquiry altogether, something affixed to urban legends or worrisome mothers (wondering how it had managed to blend in between worlds), and stepped along to the edge of the springs again, completely unbothered. “May cause some minor cramping,” to which Evie would be able to alleviate herself quickly. Gods knew how many times he and his friends ventured back out into the sea with full stomachs, intrepid boldness, pluck, and the hard-won stupidity of youth – and lived to tell the tale each time. “I would not let you drown anyway,” as if this was a better reasoning and quip.
The Sword plunged downward, not into any adversaries, but into the pool, venturing and wading, before turning back to see if she’d follow.
Belial, overhead, had already rapidly consumed the rest of his pilfered dessert, and had started dive-bombing various locations. Deimos ignored it, because it’d be better that way, and withheld the laughter as the peryton came soaring for Evie’s frame. “Might want to move quickly,” was a rumbled warning, head motioning towards the impending battering ram.
The Sword plunged downward, not into any adversaries, but into the pool, venturing and wading, before turning back to see if she’d follow.
Belial, overhead, had already rapidly consumed the rest of his pilfered dessert, and had started dive-bombing various locations. Deimos ignored it, because it’d be better that way, and withheld the laughter as the peryton came soaring for Evie’s frame. “Might want to move quickly,” was a rumbled warning, head motioning towards the impending battering ram.
DEIMOS
