the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
A lot happens in a short period of time.
Indeed, by the time Amhran is trying to sit himself up once more after being nearly blasted out of the group entirely, Deimos is standing over him and the young demigod blinks up at him in confusion.
"I believe I nearly died," he says in an honest and soft voice, as if he's just making a comment about the weather. He didn't feel the pain and didn't take the damage, but something in his gut says the blast would have likely ended him entirely.
Accepting the offered hand, the willowy man rises back to his feet without bothering to brush away the sand and earth that has covered his clothes. Already others are stepping forward to try their luck against the strange object, but Amhran doesn't feel as though his own conribution will amount to much.
"May we go?" he asks Deimos.
Indeed, by the time Amhran is trying to sit himself up once more after being nearly blasted out of the group entirely, Deimos is standing over him and the young demigod blinks up at him in confusion.
"I believe I nearly died," he says in an honest and soft voice, as if he's just making a comment about the weather. He didn't feel the pain and didn't take the damage, but something in his gut says the blast would have likely ended him entirely.
Accepting the offered hand, the willowy man rises back to his feet without bothering to brush away the sand and earth that has covered his clothes. Already others are stepping forward to try their luck against the strange object, but Amhran doesn't feel as though his own conribution will amount to much.
"May we go?" he asks Deimos.
