and the only solution was to stand and fight
Beginning to fill in the pages of the book in front of him, his gaze still went to Marcus’s chosen tome. Smiling again the youth’s pronunciation, for it was a difficult word, he nodded, sliding in parchment about void encantandos. “Likely because not many of us have gone,” Noah, Deimos, Remi, Ronin, Maeve, and an assortment besides, wouldn’t have been hastening towards a journey to record information. Maybe in another moment in time, when he wasn’t overwhelmed with cataloging the latest void cretins, striving to ensure Halo and its people were safe, and any other leagues pressing down upon him – a note for the future, regardless.
At the statement though his brow arched, only leaning slightly over to see what the word was. Reading was a difficult skill, especially when one had skipped over pertinent, developmental ages through moments in time – Deimos could recall his mother’s lessons well. However, never one to simply hand out answers, for he encouraged his entourage to think no matter the situation, his voice rumbled throughout the library. “What is the first letter? And what sound does it make?”
At the statement though his brow arched, only leaning slightly over to see what the word was. Reading was a difficult skill, especially when one had skipped over pertinent, developmental ages through moments in time – Deimos could recall his mother’s lessons well. However, never one to simply hand out answers, for he encouraged his entourage to think no matter the situation, his voice rumbled throughout the library. “What is the first letter? And what sound does it make?”
DEIMOS
