DEIMOS
what tried to destroy you
didn't have the strength
didn't have the strength
He stifled a smile in return for the nuances of Danta’s suffering, but hoping to avoid the same in his own office. Instead of embarking into amusements though, his focus and concentration lay inherent on the dreadful creature above, who wasn’t going to know or understand what hit it in moments thereafter.
He unfurled and unraveled the Air adornments in a leisurely manner initially; like a soft breeze, until the lull was enough for the void beast to outstretch its wings. Only then did he nab it in a tightly controlled parallel, an indignant squawk followed and other wretched, foreboding sentiments filling his chest, but he ignored them. The focus honed too greatly and the magic too powerfully to be outdone by a bird; despite its best attempts at hastening away or striving to drive its beak in their direction.
Keeping the incantations woven over its frame so its wings were taut against its side, the bird could do nothing more than complain as it was neatly placed within the cage. He only loosened a breath when he could reach up and close it, and the beast glared at them from inside. “There. Well done.” A satisfied nod followed, even as he snagged at the container and kept it an arm’s length and wide berth away. “Thank you for the help,” he insisted, glancing back over at the Harpy. “Shall we go?” Any excuse to be rid of Stormbreak was enough for him at the moment.
He unfurled and unraveled the Air adornments in a leisurely manner initially; like a soft breeze, until the lull was enough for the void beast to outstretch its wings. Only then did he nab it in a tightly controlled parallel, an indignant squawk followed and other wretched, foreboding sentiments filling his chest, but he ignored them. The focus honed too greatly and the magic too powerfully to be outdone by a bird; despite its best attempts at hastening away or striving to drive its beak in their direction.
Keeping the incantations woven over its frame so its wings were taut against its side, the bird could do nothing more than complain as it was neatly placed within the cage. He only loosened a breath when he could reach up and close it, and the beast glared at them from inside. “There. Well done.” A satisfied nod followed, even as he snagged at the container and kept it an arm’s length and wide berth away. “Thank you for the help,” he insisted, glancing back over at the Harpy. “Shall we go?” Any excuse to be rid of Stormbreak was enough for him at the moment.
still you stand
sturdy and smelling of smoke
sturdy and smelling of smoke
