// divide me down to the smallest I can be //
It's really all over by the time Danta's got a chance to properly understand it, which, y'know, that fucking sucks. At first he can't really hear either Flora or Astaroth for the hammering in his ears - he realises only belatedly that it's the sound of his pulse, the blood thundering hard enough that it's with jittery adrenaline that he shakes his hands free of fire.
"Fuck," he bites out as he turns to see the state of the butcher on the ground, dropping immediately to get his arm around his shoulders so he might help him get him on his feet - for better or fucking worse, if the internal injuries are anything to write home about.
"Please, if you can," he says quickly to Flora, nodding to her and glancing around at the mess of the void shit spewing into the air. "If it's quick, anyway. We need to get out of the trees." Something that will be quite difficult for Asta unless they both help to carry him.
Let's fucking gooooooooo! (And if Flora can heal that's awesome, but otherwise let's GTFO)
"Fuck," he bites out as he turns to see the state of the butcher on the ground, dropping immediately to get his arm around his shoulders so he might help him get him on his feet - for better or fucking worse, if the internal injuries are anything to write home about.
"Please, if you can," he says quickly to Flora, nodding to her and glancing around at the mess of the void shit spewing into the air. "If it's quick, anyway. We need to get out of the trees." Something that will be quite difficult for Asta unless they both help to carry him.
Let's fucking gooooooooo! (And if Flora can heal that's awesome, but otherwise let's GTFO)
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
