remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
The Sword hadn’t watched Soleil battle in some time – between notions of everything else going on – and half-expected her skills to be chaotic or impulsive, emboldened or billowy, savage or brutal. He waited, a vanguard of patience, as she hurled her spear. His brow arched, because there only seemed to be emotion behind it, and he could easily dodge, stepping towards the right, out of her initial range.From there he pivoted his own armament, intending to swipe at her around the knees rather than the serrated edges; utilizing it as a staff for initial blows and considerations. To give her an opportunity, and for him to regard, scrutinize, and study more.
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
