this is the reckoning
One moment life clambered for its continued existence, and in the next, it faded. He felt the glotter go limp in his mouth, death swing back on its circular position, and felt nothing; overly familiar with the concept again and again. His eyes went back to Kiada’s actions instead, muffling a snort as he watched her toss it about – feline in her avian endeavors, before switching tactics.
He had half a mind to offer assistance, but he knew it would just prickle and irritate. The Harpy was more than capable of maiming on her own; perhaps it would merely take a foundation of more concentration, rather than systematic torture on her end. He tilted his head as she unfurled a fireball, watching the nuances back and forth like a tennis match, except the opposing glotter did no scoring. Granting her a canine grin, prey still firmly in his jaws, he gave her another instant of audience participation, along with an encouraging bark from the sidelines.
He had half a mind to offer assistance, but he knew it would just prickle and irritate. The Harpy was more than capable of maiming on her own; perhaps it would merely take a foundation of more concentration, rather than systematic torture on her end. He tilted his head as she unfurled a fireball, watching the nuances back and forth like a tennis match, except the opposing glotter did no scoring. Granting her a canine grin, prey still firmly in his jaws, he gave her another instant of audience participation, along with an encouraging bark from the sidelines.
DEIMOS
