I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
I got it, I got it, Ronin drawls in response to the Bastion's teasing, though at the moment, it's true that he's a little distracted by his own trickshot. Straightening up in the lookout perch with a victorious smile still plastered across his face, the Knight has already partially shifted the draconic wings on his shoulders. Now, Remi has warned him that he might have difficulty taking off from the Northaven, but all's well that ends stupid, right?
And so, leaping from the perch, Ronin is halfway to the water before his wings snap out to catch him, and now that Remi is more or less safely out of the way, it's a barrage of firebolts that he sends after the departing ravens. And whilst no one can hear the small pew, pew pews under the Knight's breath, rest assured that he's definitely saying them.
And so, leaping from the perch, Ronin is halfway to the water before his wings snap out to catch him, and now that Remi is more or less safely out of the way, it's a barrage of firebolts that he sends after the departing ravens. And whilst no one can hear the small pew, pew pews under the Knight's breath, rest assured that he's definitely saying them.
RONIN
