Although Hadama did not often seek the approval of others, the support of his friend was very welcome, indeed. And the task was important; more than that, it was necessary for Torchline's survival against the Void, and the Tidebreaker nodded grimly in agreement to the terror that Starfall exuded, a sense of constant violet miasma in the background of every breath.
Vi would sustain them, now and in the future, and Hadama listened intently to what wisdom the former Warden could impart. Mention of Evie sent a pang through the stoic King's heart but he pushed through to incline his head in acknowledgment of the difficult position that Noah had been placed in, caught between his home and his god's interests. "I pray that Safrin allows me to continue as her King." It helped that his co-ruler was sworn to the goddess as well, so that they moved forward in agreement with Safrin's will for their region.
They came to a blooming field, but the flowers held the taint of the void rather than the clean beauty of Halo's native flora. Hadama waited for his friend to gather what was needed for his quest and then stepped forward, emerald eyes narrowing as he gathered the power Safrin had granted him. Gravity spikes lanced down upon the Ethereal Frostblooms, crushing them until not even pulp remained, and no seeds survived intact. Only then did he rejoin his friend with a grim nod for a job that had needed doing.
~Fin
Vi would sustain them, now and in the future, and Hadama listened intently to what wisdom the former Warden could impart. Mention of Evie sent a pang through the stoic King's heart but he pushed through to incline his head in acknowledgment of the difficult position that Noah had been placed in, caught between his home and his god's interests. "I pray that Safrin allows me to continue as her King." It helped that his co-ruler was sworn to the goddess as well, so that they moved forward in agreement with Safrin's will for their region.
They came to a blooming field, but the flowers held the taint of the void rather than the clean beauty of Halo's native flora. Hadama waited for his friend to gather what was needed for his quest and then stepped forward, emerald eyes narrowing as he gathered the power Safrin had granted him. Gravity spikes lanced down upon the Ethereal Frostblooms, crushing them until not even pulp remained, and no seeds survived intact. Only then did he rejoin his friend with a grim nod for a job that had needed doing.
~Fin
