remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
Deimos, either much more accustomed to screaming, disasters, chaos, or the state of confusion surrounding Caido at large, remained mostly unbothered by the screeching decibels in the far-off distance. By now, most of the soldiers had done much the same; granting the horizon a pleading look, before attending to their business. Today was a rotation of abilities, from swords to staffs to knives, and they’d each gone round several times before dispersing amidst instruction and further teaching, trying to instill a variety of tactics into every warrior. By the time Noah arrived the Sword was towards the opening of the barracks, along the backside, chambers widened and visible to the sky so that magic could be imparted with little recourse upon property or any passersby. Taking one inhale, he sent a flurry of earthen components towards his current opponent, who ducked, and was sent running behind a piece of rock and stone nearby. Unfurling a snort, he shook his head, eyes catching motion from nearby – nodding towards Noah. “What did you want to work on?”
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
