Deimos listened, a hundred decisions seeming to mark the moment. Lyra ’s inquiry made him shake his head almost immediately; splitting the party could spell another semblance of a disaster, and he had a responsibility to ensure all of them returned. The weight of so many other awful spectacles and battles, from moments and timeframes where they went their separate ways, were enough of an echo. No. We can see if either of the trails is stronger, and then go from there.
But then came Marcus ’s response over the Attuned bond, and his jaw clenched. An understandable notion for the younger hybrid, but more portions needed – and if they were wandering into something dangerous – the calculations spun, twisting, turning. I will send Belial to you; if there was any danger, the peryton could go invisible while still maintaining his sight, and they’d know if individuals they sought were within. As the peryton flew towards the bird, the hellhound narrowed his gaze, trying to find a semblance of anything in the thicket of the unknown. Do you hear anything?
Indeed, Marcus would. An unmistakable weight to the wind whirling and howling through the confines, but also a distinct, heavy odor, and the sounds of chewing.
In the end, Calypso ‘s bright gaze would be the one to spot another significant notion – fast and swift along the stiffening winds, she’d be able to catch the sight of clothing, and then a person, hunched behind and below a smaller rock formation, as if they’d meant to blend in amongst the outcropping all along.
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But then came Marcus ’s response over the Attuned bond, and his jaw clenched. An understandable notion for the younger hybrid, but more portions needed – and if they were wandering into something dangerous – the calculations spun, twisting, turning. I will send Belial to you; if there was any danger, the peryton could go invisible while still maintaining his sight, and they’d know if individuals they sought were within. As the peryton flew towards the bird, the hellhound narrowed his gaze, trying to find a semblance of anything in the thicket of the unknown. Do you hear anything?
Indeed, Marcus would. An unmistakable weight to the wind whirling and howling through the confines, but also a distinct, heavy odor, and the sounds of chewing.
In the end, Calypso ‘s bright gaze would be the one to spot another significant notion – fast and swift along the stiffening winds, she’d be able to catch the sight of clothing, and then a person, hunched behind and below a smaller rock formation, as if they’d meant to blend in amongst the outcropping all along.
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Deimos
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