we'll just have to wave and sea

Time has stopped before us The sky cannot ignore us The lightning from Sunjata flashed; and that would be enough for the two birds who’d opted to strive and try, rather than duck away. They were electrocuted instantly, frying what little brain matter remained or existed, and began immediately tumbling downwards towards the waves. Belial made a great show of maneuvering sea-bound after them, tucking his wings in and beelining at a hazardous pace – but even at his speed, he was no match for the pulls of gravity, and the white birds would hit the undulating portions. Meanwhile, Deimos kept the ones already mauled in his talons, but set his sights on the wandering force, watching as some separated, grouping off in pairs or tertiary divisions, another one going far too close to the dragon for their comfort. But he targeted a segment of the flock banking to the left, likely striving to make it back towards the bay’s shoreline – unlikely, given the sudden sparks and lightning he unfurled from his gaze. the Resurrected Sword No one can separate us For we are all that is left