[se] knee deep in forest rivers

Deimos It all depended on a majority of factors left out of these complexities. While they knew some portions of her power, given how she’d countered Remi handedly, the others were lost amidst the confusion, turmoil, and growing apprehensions. That the Flood was willing to put himself in the line of fire was admirable, if not incredibly foolish, and Deimos fought the urge to wrinkle his nose at everything else culminating. “Going to let it all prevail on hope, then?” He arched his brow at immortality but didn’t question it; it’d been a long standing notion with demigods and potency. But Deimos snapped his jaw shut when the notice about Hotaru was cast, for it would’ve been his next inquiry – because gods knew the Valkyrie wouldn’t have been able to stand another loss and demise. The finned animal burst from the surface before he could acknowledge anything else – his eyes going straight towards the dolphin brimming in a burst of speed and water. What once was likely plentiful pink and a recognizable encantado, had altered and morphed into Stygian decrees. It didn’t seem to pay them much mind – for it disappeared beneath the surface again, shortly thereafter. Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime