Kaisel
One foot in the ground
One foot in the grave
One foot in the grave
A satisfied grunt leaves him as he manages to not only evade, but wound. The success isn't one built for triumph though, even as the chakram returns to his hand with the foul blood of the thing dripping off one of its edges, not when the beast is still moving and coming straight for him. His eyes never leave the curl of muscle and hate that builds the viper, but it's keeping pace with his retreat, he and it locked on one another like they mean to attain mutual destruction. Soren is right there with him though, wings blocking out his view of the python right as it lurches for him again. Kaisel leaps back with a scoff towards the snake, one that quickly morphs to a cheer as the Ancient lifts away with a prize left behind. The ruined eye of the viper gushes and Kaisel celebrates with an exhaled laugh, "nice one Soren!"
He uses that moment to fling his chakram again, Maea's supportive yell echoing his own drive as he aims to behead the void abomination. He can't spare a look her way, but her easy tone suggests she's alright, so Kaisel focuses on watching those venemous teeth before him as he dashes to the side. Much easier than constantly backing it up, this isn't the dance floor after all, he doesn't need to be throwin' ass out here. His hand is ready to feel the return of the chakram, and he hopes the danger noodle is still tracking him, giving Soren the chance to come in from behind.
Kaisel throws his chakram again
He uses that moment to fling his chakram again, Maea's supportive yell echoing his own drive as he aims to behead the void abomination. He can't spare a look her way, but her easy tone suggests she's alright, so Kaisel focuses on watching those venemous teeth before him as he dashes to the side. Much easier than constantly backing it up, this isn't the dance floor after all, he doesn't need to be throwin' ass out here. His hand is ready to feel the return of the chakram, and he hopes the danger noodle is still tracking him, giving Soren the chance to come in from behind.
Kaisel throws his chakram again
It's not the devil at your door
It's just your shadow on the floor
It's just your shadow on the floor

Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist







