Sah
Ok, now Sah was insulted. "Are you going somewhere with this?" His eyes narrowed, "I told you. And yes, of course. Who do you take me for?" Of course he'd trained with moving targets. He'd gone hunting multiple times to take out as many void creatures as possible. The Wild Thunder had most certainly used his lighting magic then. Yes, the Tournament had traumatized him and still lingered sometimes. But Sah would never stop using his lightning. It was a part of him and a weapon. Refusing to use it was irresponsible. Lightning was volatile. Getting out of practice with it was out of the question.
The Abandoned ran an agitated hand through his hair, shooting Tal a glare, "How about you stop trying to tell me how to handle my magic, and I don't tell you how to wield your dagger?" Where was Tal going with this? This was a shitty intervention if that's what it was supposed to be. At least he wasn't asking Sah to attack him like the Wild Thunder had feared.
The Abandoned ran an agitated hand through his hair, shooting Tal a glare, "How about you stop trying to tell me how to handle my magic, and I don't tell you how to wield your dagger?" Where was Tal going with this? This was a shitty intervention if that's what it was supposed to be. At least he wasn't asking Sah to attack him like the Wild Thunder had feared.
I think therefore I am,
But what if all I do is bleed?
But what if all I do is bleed?
