DEIMOS
the fire can't touch me
for I have burned too many times
for I have burned too many times
While he might not have been born or contorted from fire, Deimos certainly had the lineage and experience of honing the element – time and time again, poised to utilize it in either destruction or prowess, its usefulness in destruction, mayhem, or shelter a boon to his machinations and methods. Even now, they could twist and turn it into something substantial; honing their abilities to better themselves, to sharpen their capacities, for another day, another time.
He tilted his head, watching to witness how the next round of flame control would beckon. As Astaroth changed the fixtures, he grinned, waiting for the impending opportunity. As they flickered back to him, the Sword caught the twin infernos once more, snagging them so they hummed around him, before he also began to reshape the embers. Coiling and contorting them into a rapid, maneuvering circle, it would look similar to that of a large chakram or a shield as it was sent back, winding and rapid towards the Ancient.
3/4
He tilted his head, watching to witness how the next round of flame control would beckon. As Astaroth changed the fixtures, he grinned, waiting for the impending opportunity. As they flickered back to him, the Sword caught the twin infernos once more, snagging them so they hummed around him, before he also began to reshape the embers. Coiling and contorting them into a rapid, maneuvering circle, it would look similar to that of a large chakram or a shield as it was sent back, winding and rapid towards the Ancient.
3/4
the sea can't harm me
for I have been drowning all my life
for I have been drowning all my life
