Vi's name. It makes sudden, dawning sense, and Noah is kind enough to clarify with the word that has remained just out of reach until now - demigod. Fox sits on his ass before Vi's demigod, and he'd shown him the location of some farmland, for fuck's sake. Huffing out a laugh that's slightly awed, he accepts the offered hand and draws himself to his feet, brushing off his clothes. "It... you... wow." Laughing again, unable to help it, the hunter feels altogether inadequate next to his friend.
"Well, thank you. I feel good as new," he murmurs, before his brows furrows together at the mention of the Attuned bond. "Shit, I'm sorry. I don't... I mean, Ancients don't have access to the bond," he explains with a gentle shake of his head. "I wasn't being rude on purpose, I swear."
As for the cellar, Fox shakes his head. "I think that's where the golem was hiding out during the day. Nothing would have survived if it was down there." Sad, but true.
"Well, thank you. I feel good as new," he murmurs, before his brows furrows together at the mention of the Attuned bond. "Shit, I'm sorry. I don't... I mean, Ancients don't have access to the bond," he explains with a gentle shake of his head. "I wasn't being rude on purpose, I swear."
As for the cellar, Fox shakes his head. "I think that's where the golem was hiding out during the day. Nothing would have survived if it was down there." Sad, but true.
when the lights fade out, all the sinners crawl
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
