and the only solution was to stand and fight
Stormbreak’s constant altering features, at least in the way of so many other worlds he’d known, gave him adequate pause. While he was used to the undulations of the wintry landscape of home, or the constant canopies of the Greatwoods, or even the shifting isles of Torchline, this realm seemed to hold unexpected manifestations streamlined together. He wouldn’t have bet on the underside of the floating land, which was perhaps his first mistake – given how it had been torn from the ground – nor the twists and turns of the subject matter.
While Erebos napped from the confines of the sling on his chest, the Sword inspected and studied, sharp eyes taking in modicums of a sovereignty meant to be hidden and utilized for deceit. “Correct,” he started after Koa’s assertion. “Apparently Hadama has a staff,” that once belonged to Ray, but the Sword wasn’t certain if the Dragoon would recognize the name, “that contains one.” Whether it’d already been pried from the instrument was another thing altogether. Shifting his child slightly and slowly, he proceeded onward, following details and breezes.
And the insinuation of his own incantations. Raising a brow, he snorted. “I can assist if I am available.” Some attempt at a boundary came along the rumble – because gods knew he had enough on his plate and shouldn’t have been making additional promises with Starfall looming, and hordes of other necessities.
While Erebos napped from the confines of the sling on his chest, the Sword inspected and studied, sharp eyes taking in modicums of a sovereignty meant to be hidden and utilized for deceit. “Correct,” he started after Koa’s assertion. “Apparently Hadama has a staff,” that once belonged to Ray, but the Sword wasn’t certain if the Dragoon would recognize the name, “that contains one.” Whether it’d already been pried from the instrument was another thing altogether. Shifting his child slightly and slowly, he proceeded onward, following details and breezes.
And the insinuation of his own incantations. Raising a brow, he snorted. “I can assist if I am available.” Some attempt at a boundary came along the rumble – because gods knew he had enough on his plate and shouldn’t have been making additional promises with Starfall looming, and hordes of other necessities.
DEIMOS
