[Mini Event] TMI

and the only solution was to stand and fight

For all of Deimos’s patience, it was being tested these days. Between the lack of decision-making, the unfurling sentiments that now the Family was listening in on them, and having dealt with Maea’s joke of a meeting, all this combined had made him a stony fixture on the landscape. Features rendered purposefully indifferent, his first reaction was much like Ronin’s in assessing the situation – though his eyes went to his constituents, like Amhran and Sah, before flickering over to Remi and the White Knight. His jaw clenched in the only air of frustration he’d show; for these revelations wouldn’t be just for them.

Pocket dimensions didn’t matter, and pretending like they weren’t playing a fool’s game wouldn’t either. Stoic and resigned, for now, he nodded his comprehension at the Bastion, then Ronin, waiting until the latter was ready. “I can try those first,” as both warning and preparation – his control was excellent, but it didn’t mean something couldn’t go awry, depending on this fixture.

So he did exactly that – unfurling contorted portions of fire at the sphere, waiting for a reaction or sentiment and granting pause, before doing the same with the intangible threads of life drain.

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Deimos unleashes Mastered Fire and Mastered Life Drain at the familial sphere (with time in between to gauge any reactions from the globe).

DEIMOS