so what, my friend, whatever will it be?
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
“Stop being a fucking asshole.” Astaroth grits out — and honestly, thank god the Ancient doesn’t shift into a gore crow. Thank god that he just shifts into a Lava Wyrm which haha fuck you in return, Danta because it’s a so much more portable option for the butcher.
Scowling as man is replaced by a tiny fiery worm mass of magma, Astaroth rolls his eyes in frustration and shifts to get onto his knees easier, scooping up the stupid asshole and collecting him under his arm like one might a football.
“We’re going to the Climb. Do not try me.” He hisses out, fully expecting the Maverick to try to shift back or do some other ridiculous shit. Instead; there’s no burning of his skin where he picks him up, but instead the unfortunate side effect that wherever Danta’s mouth is likely lines up with a spot on the butcher.
Not that he cares as he marches right out the door and down the steps toward the portal.
Scowling as man is replaced by a tiny fiery worm mass of magma, Astaroth rolls his eyes in frustration and shifts to get onto his knees easier, scooping up the stupid asshole and collecting him under his arm like one might a football.
“We’re going to the Climb. Do not try me.” He hisses out, fully expecting the Maverick to try to shift back or do some other ridiculous shit. Instead; there’s no burning of his skin where he picks him up, but instead the unfortunate side effect that wherever Danta’s mouth is likely lines up with a spot on the butcher.
Not that he cares as he marches right out the door and down the steps toward the portal.
Astaroth
you know what's on the line
