reeds would become swords

DEIMOS

The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates

Taking out a sheet of paper, and turning to the journal where Koa had already copied over information from Safrin, he nodded. It was a giant eyeless wyrm. We hit it quite well, until it went underground. It was substantially faster there, and we could not reach it. However, it seemed to be triggered anytime we tried to grab a void crystal. There, on the blank portion of parchment, he drew out the angles and creature, so Sah would have another visual. If it can be lured, either by snagging at crystals or another way, it should be easy to take out with air or gravity. Sighing, his eyes narrowed. Otherwise, you will spend most of your time, like I did, trying to stabilize the cavern or getting rid of poison. He added hints of falling rocks, miasmas of poison, and how the environment worked against them.

You will also want gas masks, and he arched his brow back towards the Wild Thunder. Easy to make and will not require enhanced magic, but ensure they go over your eyes. As the toxic vapors and fog seeping through bit and tore at sight. Pausing, he wanted to ensure the notions and wisdom were fully grasped before unfurling the next level.

The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead