and the only solution was to stand and fight
The Sword considered the argument – but having come from a place of being Abandoned, where they were often looked down upon for the magic that flowed through their skin – he wasn’t certain about the pressures placed upon an Accepted’s shoulders. Where his kind were immediately relegated to something lesser, Damien, and many others, had the ability to see and hear and utilize the heralds with much less derision. It’d taken the Sword years to accomplish the same. Still, Deimos didn’t hold that against the other man either – simply aligning with a different viewpoint. “Or gives you more opportunity,” he gave a slight smile, before his eyes flickered back to the Citadel ahead. “I suppose it all comes down to how we choose to take part in Caido at large.” Living, existing, day by day, growing stronger and stronger, until they could carve their own niches. Whether or not that included bowing their head to heralds mattered to each person.
Not a frequent venter, the hybrid snorted, but didn’t surmise, regard, or hold Damien in any other pronouncement. Opting to scrape at foundations, to alter points, or to at least have the other glance upon the vestiges and mull things over, he offered another route of thought. “Does visiting a shrine seem any different to you, then summoning them while channeling?”
Continuing to drag the sled, and noticing Belial had fallen asleep in his designated spot, he cast another glance Damien’s way, nodding his head in acknowledgment. “I find views change throughout our lives here.” For better or for worse, depending on the circumstances and experiences.
Not a frequent venter, the hybrid snorted, but didn’t surmise, regard, or hold Damien in any other pronouncement. Opting to scrape at foundations, to alter points, or to at least have the other glance upon the vestiges and mull things over, he offered another route of thought. “Does visiting a shrine seem any different to you, then summoning them while channeling?”
Continuing to drag the sled, and noticing Belial had fallen asleep in his designated spot, he cast another glance Damien’s way, nodding his head in acknowledgment. “I find views change throughout our lives here.” For better or for worse, depending on the circumstances and experiences.
DEIMOS
