[Training] but not muted

DEIMOS

the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness

It didn’t take long for the impending flames to erupt from the Ancient. Quirking his brow, Deimos waited, before summoning his own incantations. There was a litany of options from assaults and sieges to defensive measures, but he ultimately settled upon several within the instance of half a breath. Water, initially, a natural repellent of infernos, but since he’d been intending for combinations, he layered it with other properties – air, to hasten the embers away in spiraling sanctions, and earth, aiming to soak up the elemental fixtures.

All of them spiraled together, and amusedly, he contorted the whipping, miniature tornadic force towards the fire, intending to catch it within and send it towards Astaroth in turn.

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for the space they take
and so, neither shall I