remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
The Sword enjoyed his challenges, competitions, and games; making them angled amusements rather than overt drilling; making them foundational, educational, but still engaging. He’d learned through a variety of methods and means, but experimenting with altering dynamics, placing individuals in situations where muscle memory could be honed, and where the mind had to think rather than simply move around, were his favorites. So he’d do the same for his constituents.Astaroth had seemed to have found some level of composure again anyway, so Deimos snorted at the layered response – watching as whip crackled and undulated, striking in another X; showing the Ancient’s own humor as he completed the X. Refraining from uttering a horrifically awful dad joke, he instead motioned for the Air to dissipate, and the target fell over; playfully mangled and destroyed. Shaking his head and inspecting the level of stuffing flown from the now gaping ‘wounds’ on the effigy, he laughed. “Should not have to worry about that one,” by way of a quip, beginning to manifest his creation magic again to repair the carved out portions. “Was that sufficient enough for you?”
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
