...hello, christ? I'm 'bout to sin again
"Mm, it's definitely makes people look up when you take off from the Inner Quarter," Danta agrees; perhaps he ought to have Kiada put out a notice to warn their citizens not to freak out if they spot him in the sky. But eh, that's more of a later problem. Nodding to Deimos, he's about to remark that he was also going to investigate the noise when lo and behold, if only it had been a bear trap.
(Not because he'd wish that on the Sword, but because it would be quite the hilarious reversal of roles from when they'd first met).
Dancing around the fringes of the quicksand moss and finding himself luckily still free of it, he adds his own scorch magic to the attempts. And wouldn't you know, quicksand moss hates being manipulated by incantations and set on fire, and Deimos is soon free to continue as it writhes and coils away from the assault.
"Well, that was fun - but it still wasn't what was screaming originally," he says, just as the mournful wailing warbles through the air again, and the Maverick turns towards the grove. "Shall we?"
(Not because he'd wish that on the Sword, but because it would be quite the hilarious reversal of roles from when they'd first met).
Dancing around the fringes of the quicksand moss and finding himself luckily still free of it, he adds his own scorch magic to the attempts. And wouldn't you know, quicksand moss hates being manipulated by incantations and set on fire, and Deimos is soon free to continue as it writhes and coils away from the assault.
"Well, that was fun - but it still wasn't what was screaming originally," he says, just as the mournful wailing warbles through the air again, and the Maverick turns towards the grove. "Shall we?"
Dantalion
i said i love you to that man but i'm not feelin' him
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
