[PQ] let go of the anchors

Deimos

before bones, before dirt, before even light
this is who we were

Deimos listened – because what they offered also told of their experience, endeavors, and expertise in the finer arts of battle – and tried, with great difficulty, not to have his eyes widen in alarm or surprise. Sohalia ’s were shifts, but his head tilted; knowing full well the expanse of his own Attuned endeavors, and wondering if she'd reached those abilities yet. “Would you be able to summon something to distract them, perhaps?” At the very least it would keep her out of danger, and be helpful in rendering the animals not wholly fixated on them when the time came.

Koa 's chakram, one he knew well, didn’t earn any glares – as long as it wasn’t tossed his way ever again, he’d be fine with it being utilized. Taking the notions as they were, he blended the ideas together. “If Sohalia wants to call for a creature to assist, we can do the same with Belial and Pip – but I do not want them in danger range.” His own peryton knew how to make himself an irritating nuisance, and the Sword had seen the dragon at work with Erebos.

Then there was Colt ’s suggestion, to which he ceased an inevitable, impending headache, and aimed to turn the ideas into something that wouldn’t immediately end in her death. There would be times for exciting moments and ridiculous antics; and this wasn’t one of them. “If there were not three, and they were likely not faster than your steed,” no offense to Beans, “then that might be something feasible. How accurate is your lassoing? Would you be able to do it from here?” For there was one closer to them than the others – a good ten feet or so – and if it could be snagged while they hid behind the rocks, it could be brutalized, and cut off from is group. “We do not need to put ourselves into unnecessary risk,” and he looked at all three of them – wondering if they were aspiring to bizarre heights of glory. If he said it enough times, maybe it would stay within their minds and motions. “We stay at this point unless things need to change. I can always build the rocks up further.”

His gaze flickered back to the monsters below; still content and seemingly unbothered by their presence. The kill was enough to keep them occupied; but it would only last so long. “Let us try these plans – summoning, distractions or the chakram, and lassoing, and I will use my Air.” Then they’d go from there; and potentially have to alter plans the moment they unfurled denizens and designs.

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Try out the plan on the voidshade ursurs below! No post order!

this untamable expanse
churning proof that we have always been deep, restless souls