Sah
Sah leaned to follow her finger, his brow furrowing as he spotted the aberration. A wyvern daemon seemed especially dangerous.
The Wild Thunder’s voice dropped into a whisper as he eyed his new acquaintance. “Let it be. If we get too close it’ll attack us. It hasn’t noticed us yet.” Although it was possibly more responsible to kill it, Sah’s soft spot for his own companions stayed his hand.
Still, the hybrid could feel the lightning in his veins sparking, ready to surge forward at any moment should the creature turn hostile.
The woman’s in concerned air and clear curiosity raised Sah’s wariness. His fingers twitched, wondering if he’d need to stop her from seeking the grieving daemon out.
The Wild Thunder’s voice dropped into a whisper as he eyed his new acquaintance. “Let it be. If we get too close it’ll attack us. It hasn’t noticed us yet.” Although it was possibly more responsible to kill it, Sah’s soft spot for his own companions stayed his hand.
Still, the hybrid could feel the lightning in his veins sparking, ready to surge forward at any moment should the creature turn hostile.
The woman’s in concerned air and clear curiosity raised Sah’s wariness. His fingers twitched, wondering if he’d need to stop her from seeking the grieving daemon out.
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
