remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
If Deimos tormented anyone, it would be those that threatened his land, family, and extended loved ones – otherwise he needn’t bothered. There certainly was a distinction between amusements and plotted derision, and he reserved the latter for those who’d earned his condemnation and abhorrence. Astaroth was neither of those things, so once the Ancient seemed to settle, the Sword understood he’d found a noteworthy balance, and not to press any further.The crack resounded and reverberated once more, and his head tilted, amused, as more stuffing flew out of the effigy’s chest. Certainly not a mortal wound, but a painful one nonetheless, and probably would’ve had enemies yielding or evading. On such a note, he ensured that it landed, in a bit of a crumpled heap, and then seemingly started to limp away. “Might as well finish it off,” he murmured, with a wrinkle of his nose and a light grin.
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
