DEIMOS
The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates
The thunder of the drums dictates
His expression remained nonchalant; though the inward satisfaction of carving the ice into the man’s frame managed to amuse. It would’ve been a far more grander thing to slay the accused, but again, not his jurisdiction – though a welcome toss off the isle might’ve been a wholly and just reprieve as well –
Attention focused and honed as Zavien restrained the cretin, the Sword slowly relinquished the ice, allowing it to dissipate into nothing more than its prior elements sinking into his veins. Tilting, then nodding his head, he opened the door and opted to go ahead; in case the stranger still tried anything. Should he break away, rampaging straight into Deimos would’ve been a very foolish idea; regardless if the Warden was game for vehemence.
Since the Dragoon, as far as he knew, lacked the ability of Attuned bombardments, he still voiced the notions out loud – turning back to watch the pair as they came down the stairs. “Where are we taking him?” Perhaps the Needle, as previously stated, but he wasn’t certain if there were other parameters. There was also the semblance of questioning the victims…but perhaps the Dragoons had a diverting force that could manage while they escorted the accused.
Attention focused and honed as Zavien restrained the cretin, the Sword slowly relinquished the ice, allowing it to dissipate into nothing more than its prior elements sinking into his veins. Tilting, then nodding his head, he opened the door and opted to go ahead; in case the stranger still tried anything. Should he break away, rampaging straight into Deimos would’ve been a very foolish idea; regardless if the Warden was game for vehemence.
Since the Dragoon, as far as he knew, lacked the ability of Attuned bombardments, he still voiced the notions out loud – turning back to watch the pair as they came down the stairs. “Where are we taking him?” Perhaps the Needle, as previously stated, but he wasn’t certain if there were other parameters. There was also the semblance of questioning the victims…but perhaps the Dragoons had a diverting force that could manage while they escorted the accused.
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead
The rising of the horns, ahead
