and the only solution was to stand and fight
Despite his innate reserve, reticent, and tendency to lurk more in the shadows than out in the open, once he’d taken on a leadership role, Deimos had made it a pointed effort to know the mass of citizens residing in Halo. Some changed. Some moved. Some met their demise. Some aggravated. Some helped. Some lived and thrived. But it was a standing fixture to understand the broad scope of the wintry world’s inhabitants; so when he was proven correct on the name of the woodsman, he breathed a brief sigh of relief, accompanied by the vague set of a small smile.
At indication of her, Zuriel raised her neck, appearing taller and far more regal, or aloof and indifferent. Ignoring her, his head tilted, surveying the current log in question. “If you want.” Implementing his broad scope of control and command over the incantations within his entity, he summoned the earthen enchantments, motioning through without any movement of his own – and slicing through a huge portion of the tree. When he thought it was sufficient to haul into the sled, he picked it up, content in using all those muscles, and placed it within the vessel, before maneuvering to the next.
He didn’t expect conversation to fill the silence, but he kept the inward laugh to himself. “I like to ensure our citizens have enough stored before Deepfrost. This will be shared.” Once he returned it to Halo, he’d stack and haul again, leaving portions on the front doors and deck spaces for those who needed it.
At indication of her, Zuriel raised her neck, appearing taller and far more regal, or aloof and indifferent. Ignoring her, his head tilted, surveying the current log in question. “If you want.” Implementing his broad scope of control and command over the incantations within his entity, he summoned the earthen enchantments, motioning through without any movement of his own – and slicing through a huge portion of the tree. When he thought it was sufficient to haul into the sled, he picked it up, content in using all those muscles, and placed it within the vessel, before maneuvering to the next.
He didn’t expect conversation to fill the silence, but he kept the inward laugh to himself. “I like to ensure our citizens have enough stored before Deepfrost. This will be shared.” Once he returned it to Halo, he’d stack and haul again, leaving portions on the front doors and deck spaces for those who needed it.
DEIMOS
