DEIMOS
In his experience, Hels had self-preservation. They were foolish, perhaps, but held enough wisdom and sagacity in their forms to snatch at opportunities and flee from occasions granting them distress. These damned multitudes seemed to act on nothing more than aggression and vitriol, and he pushed it to the back of his mind for impending notations later, for both he and Belial remained busy with the remains of the flock.Below, he noted the altered stance of the woman, now a bear, granting a silent nod of approval for Attuned measures and being capable of handling the situation. It simply granted more opportunity for peryton and eagle to split apart the rest of them. Audible cracks and snaps followed their abrupt, raptorial predilections, and before long the Hels were simply no more, other than spirals of feathers and bodies faltering down to the ground.
At which both landed nearby, eyes flicking over to see how the stranger chose to end her prey.
"who's gonna let you?"
they asked. i said
"who's gonna stop me?"
