[SE] embers away

Time has stopped before us The sky cannot ignore us Before he could fly much further the response came in with the not much. Though he hadn’t expected it to be a massive breakthrough, it would’ve been somewhat heartening to know it’d made some sort of impact, and they had a way forward. Were his features currently capable, his nose would’ve been wrinkled, though not out of amusement but more so out of the brief glimmer of frustration. Flying back around, he could see where the brevity had been mostly insurmountable; little dents. The suggestion wasn’t bad; though he wondered if they missed, and simply conducted multitudes of air, if the wakes of fire and flame would just spread. What if you try that, while I keep working on pouring the water on? If that does nothing, I can always shift into something else. Maybe the larger expansions into the sea would be better equipped. More than just minor obliterations – and perhaps he could go swifter, streamline the motions in a more rapid pace, or even clip some of the waves with his wing on the way by. The calculations were rampant, and he breathed again, dipping through the air to repeat the previous preamble with more speed, snagging at water with the bucket and sweeping his wings upwards, hoping to catch some portions and extend it towards the inferno. the Resurrected Sword No one can separate us For we are all that is left