// I've been trying to fix my pride //
The void-hounds gnash and snarl as they race for them, woefully underestimating the supereffective torrent that is Sunjata in action. Iskra's flaming pickaxe swings against molten teeth that flash towards him and Goose, and it deters the beast marginally. Iskra rallies to swing again, willing every bit of strength he has into it, but Sunjata's wave is cresting over his opponent and drives into the second hound as well. The conjured wave is a force they cannot reckon with as it soaks their fire-wrought hide without mercy. There's a mangled outcry from the infected creatures as their flames sputter and finally extinguish, stillness settling into them as the force of the wave knocks them down and drags them away with a rumble.
Iskra watches them depart with an open-mouthed gawk that he steadily turns to Sunjata once he's certain they're snuffed out for good. "Holy shit Sunjata, you don't get your name for nothing I guess." The fire on his pickaxe disperses as he leans its head on the ground, his weight pressing into the handle as he regards the Flood. "I think I owe you two favors now," he says with a light laugh that doesn't remove any of the sincerity to his words.
Goose leans against Iskra's legs for comfort, thoroughly done with this hot, dangerous region. Iskra rubs idly at the dog's head. "You think this is enough for an axe?" he asks as he tests the bag of collected ore.
Iskra watches them depart with an open-mouthed gawk that he steadily turns to Sunjata once he's certain they're snuffed out for good. "Holy shit Sunjata, you don't get your name for nothing I guess." The fire on his pickaxe disperses as he leans its head on the ground, his weight pressing into the handle as he regards the Flood. "I think I owe you two favors now," he says with a light laugh that doesn't remove any of the sincerity to his words.
Goose leans against Iskra's legs for comfort, thoroughly done with this hot, dangerous region. Iskra rubs idly at the dog's head. "You think this is enough for an axe?" he asks as he tests the bag of collected ore.
Iskra
// But that shit's broken //
