-Zavien
I've walked through fire
and didn't burn
Treaded some water,
but I emerged
Rolls up like a dead man in the dirt
That's when I learned,
I am unbreakable
It wasn't surprising to see Deimos handle the different aspects so easily, but it always impressed him, nonetheless. He couldn't deny that he was slightly jealous of the multitudes of magic that made the man so powerful, but he also couldn't say that he'd choose to follow the same path if given the choice. So, he remained content to assist in the improvement and practice of the Warden, keeping his throws consist in spite of the fiery tornado that formed.
Only when Deimos called an end did Zavien let his arms fall, tossing aside the rock that he'd been prepared to throw. "Nice work, although I don't feel like we gave you much of a challenge." He laughed, humorous and good natured as Sol glided back down to his side. Smiling, he propped a hand on his sword hilt. "What else can we do to help?"
Only when Deimos called an end did Zavien let his arms fall, tossing aside the rock that he'd been prepared to throw. "Nice work, although I don't feel like we gave you much of a challenge." He laughed, humorous and good natured as Sol glided back down to his side. Smiling, he propped a hand on his sword hilt. "What else can we do to help?"
