remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
His brow remained arched, watching as knives were flung and missed entirely. A bit of a shame, really, to be not even remotely close – Deimos had always been one to utilize such weapons and armaments, content with the control of the serrated edges, watching as they plunged deeper into flesh or targets.“I suppose.” He intonated first, rising from the stump and putting any remaining parchment away into pockets. “I do not fear the woods,” and he glanced towards Dantalion in a brief, silent inquiry of do you, before taking his long strides over along the effigies. "Though I have a healthy respect for it." Several of the Fae either ignored him or gave him a sidelong glance, while he created several of the same daggers within his palm.
Before, of course, flinging one directly into the center of the target.
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
