Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
Belial looked back and forth, from Pip, to Koa, and then back to where Deimos and Erebos were in the midst of construction (the latter far less, squealing and giggling and now rolling in the snow). He might’ve even looked as though he was paying attention to directions, wings unfurling and soaring directly towards the trees. Landing in a large bough though, he became immediately distracted by a nest of eggs, hooting with glee.The Sword only needed to hear the first clamor of go to hunker down below the armor and fortifications protective layer. Carefully hovering over Erebos, who had once again laughed with all his might as he utilized this opportunity for kicking particles of snow everywhere, Deimos listened as the first snowball plunked directly into the armor. The leviathan scales took it quite well, and then he hastened his own, fully intending to launch it over Koa’s provisions, and send it sprawling upon the Dragoon. A test – before he calculated other things.
