Dantalion
but you can't be free
Scoffing at Flora's remark - because she's not wrong, and the bounce of his eyebrows towards the butcher says as much - Danta continues to collect up the slivers of obsidian until there are enough to accomplish their task. Scrambling to the edge of the hole Asta has dug, he scoots into it enough to open the cache and deposite the shards around the very rim of it, placing just a few in subtle places intented to slice and stab rather than merely disturb it. That way even if it doesn't look disturbed, some bloodstains might prove otherwise.
"There." He clambers back out of the hole and dusts himself off. "If you want to fill that back in," he says, nodding between Asta and the fun his fyrhund shift had been having, "I can always fly ahead to try and find the next one? Sooner this is done, sooner we can get back to the bar, right?" He winks at Flora. And also has to use his gore crow shift one more time for levelling ok.
Danta sets up the obsidian shards and suggests flying ahead to find the next cache while Asta fills the hole back in!
"There." He clambers back out of the hole and dusts himself off. "If you want to fill that back in," he says, nodding between Asta and the fun his fyrhund shift had been having, "I can always fly ahead to try and find the next one? Sooner this is done, sooner we can get back to the bar, right?" He winks at Flora. And also has to use his gore crow shift one more time for levelling ok.
Danta sets up the obsidian shards and suggests flying ahead to find the next cache while Asta fills the hole back in!
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
