Zavien
I think all things,
in their way,
in their way,
Mittens zipped off and Zavien sighed in relief that the snowball had listened to his request. With any luck, they would all be reunited quickly. In the meantime, he scanned his surroundings, trying to peer through the thick yellow fog. A minor level of anxiety settled in his gut at what might appear from the mist. In his heightened concern, Zavien stood to get a better view of his surroundings.
He jumped back in surprise to find the Devil's Klaws so close behind him. "Oh, shi-!" With his speed, he'd hope to escape their notice. Apparently, he had a lot more training to do. The creepy handful stood menacingly and Zavien made the reluctant decision to draw his sword. He'd tried the non-violent method. In order to keep the others safe, he only had one choice. "Sorry," he mumbled. With a swing of his sword, he attempted to chop the first Devil's Klaw into pieces, keeping aware of the others to spot any movement.
Zavien attacks the first Devil's Klaw with his sword.
He jumped back in surprise to find the Devil's Klaws so close behind him. "Oh, shi-!" With his speed, he'd hope to escape their notice. Apparently, he had a lot more training to do. The creepy handful stood menacingly and Zavien made the reluctant decision to draw his sword. He'd tried the non-violent method. In order to keep the others safe, he only had one choice. "Sorry," he mumbled. With a swing of his sword, he attempted to chop the first Devil's Klaw into pieces, keeping aware of the others to spot any movement.
Zavien attacks the first Devil's Klaw with his sword.
reflect heavenly truth,
the imagination not least.
the imagination not least.
