"I do," Hadama affirmed, emerald eyes gleaming with the certain promise that he would be knocking on the Northaven's door when the next quest came. And it would, of that he was certain. There was more motivation than ever to continue Torchline's protection against the Void on their doorstep, and he would push to see their home secured against the encroaching threat.
But part of protecting his home was strengthening himself to be a better King and defender of his people.
Ronin's grin was not met with an answering expression from the Tidebreaker; nothing so wide or bright and open, at least. But the corners of his eyes crinkled and the corner of his mouth twitched up. "I am free as well, Champion of Vi," he rumbled, looking around in satisfaction at the empty stretch of beach. "Bare hands?" He did not doubt that Ronin would be careful not to end him with his own divine power, but as the tournament had shown accidents could happen. Bare knuckle fighting seemed more... survivable. He flexed his own large hands and raised them in a defensive posture. "When you are ready."
But part of protecting his home was strengthening himself to be a better King and defender of his people.
Ronin's grin was not met with an answering expression from the Tidebreaker; nothing so wide or bright and open, at least. But the corners of his eyes crinkled and the corner of his mouth twitched up. "I am free as well, Champion of Vi," he rumbled, looking around in satisfaction at the empty stretch of beach. "Bare hands?" He did not doubt that Ronin would be careful not to end him with his own divine power, but as the tournament had shown accidents could happen. Bare knuckle fighting seemed more... survivable. He flexed his own large hands and raised them in a defensive posture. "When you are ready."
