Kaisel
Don't need a sign, nothing divine's gonna save me
The heft of the sword carries him forward a step, unexpected that the weapon would be leading him, but with no armor for it to strike he lacks the precision and the strength to fully control it. It's got a lot more to it than his daggers. Staggering to get it back under control, Kaisel glances up just in time to see Deimos do an airbending manuever gathering his magic in an invisible assault. Kaisel gulped as he whipped slowly hauled the heavy ass shield up to barricade behind, leaning full force into the shield and dropping his head into that shoulder to protect his face. It's too slow though, and he doesn't straighten the shield out in enough time. The air greedily grasps the uneven plane and splashes both across and behind it, forcing it to swing wildly to the left and Kaisel to stumble along after it. His sword clatters to the ground, forgotten as he reels for balance and wrestles the shield back to his side.
"WOW!" he calls out with a laugh, "We get some wind in Stormbreak but that felt like a living thing." It makes him all the more eager to do as Safrin bid and add similar talents to his tool belt. Grinning, he leans down for his sword, exhaling to gather his thoughts and energy back under him. "Alright," he says under his breath, hyping himself back up. "You got this, it's just a really long dagger—anticipate the weight and balance against it." He can practically hear Koa in the back of his head chiding him too.
He steps back towards Deimos with an unhurried stride, trying to calculate, trying to anticipate. He feints left, then with a roar swipes his sword from his left hip up and over towards Deimos' left arm.
2/4
"WOW!" he calls out with a laugh, "We get some wind in Stormbreak but that felt like a living thing." It makes him all the more eager to do as Safrin bid and add similar talents to his tool belt. Grinning, he leans down for his sword, exhaling to gather his thoughts and energy back under him. "Alright," he says under his breath, hyping himself back up. "You got this, it's just a really long dagger—anticipate the weight and balance against it." He can practically hear Koa in the back of his head chiding him too.
He steps back towards Deimos with an unhurried stride, trying to calculate, trying to anticipate. He feints left, then with a roar swipes his sword from his left hip up and over towards Deimos' left arm.
2/4
Here only the strong survive
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
