remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
Drawn back into silence for observation, scrutiny, and his own focusing efforts, he watched with meticulous, investigative qualities in his piercing gaze. As he might’ve predicted, even with a warning of his impending ambush, the mouse flickered; not given the adequate attention it deserved. Whether or not Alys would be the sort of individual (like many of them) who strode straight into danger, she wouldn’t be able to cast her wares or enchantments in any sort of chaos. Not with this level of concentration – haphazard at best. Simplicity had been best – and he was content to remain in those realms for the moment. “What will you tend to most,” he countered along her stalwart, but weakened mouse, purposefully altering his incantations to see if he could draw her attention away – increasing the difficulty. “Your magic, or your surroundings?” Because eventually, it had to be both. Or the former became so fluid, so natural, that the latter would fall into place.
The shards changed rapidly, settling into more elemental facets, churning from icy enchantments into pebbles of varying size. From there, they encircled, never touching, never aiming, but swarming around her figure.
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
