remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
Giving a nod to the soldier, he watched them disperse, at a rather swift speed, towards the rest of the warriors, seemingly grateful to be out of Deimos’ current breadth. Though he snorted and arched a brow in the younger citizen’s direction, his attention parsed back to Noah, making a mental note of other things to be working on. The Sentinel appeared to have a different onslaught of his own to carry out – though not an enviable approach, perhaps, given Safrin’s terms. His head tilted, the vague grin beginning to form in the corner of his mouth as the conditions were set – and none for himself. Exactly a tip in the scales that while he might not have asked for, did lead to more inspiration and amusement on his part. “That is fine,” he smiled, beginning to back away, giving Noah and himself adequate space either to plan, concoct, or devise; the Warden had necessities of his own he intended to practice.
So within a matter of moments, he’d unfurled a combination of incantations. Air first, producing a whirlwind of movement and motion, before Earth, as debris, rock, and stones were collected and added to the miniature cyclone around him. “Go for it.”
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Deimos produces a cyclone-esque shield of Mastered Air and Earth.
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out for vengeance
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