cover you when the sky comes crashing in
Contorted back into silence, he carefully orchestrated the snow bound movements for Ember to be out of the way but still amused on its own terms, lofting and lobbing it either high or low along incessant and teasing motions. When Nina said nothing, he arched a brow, half-expecting her to drift off, so when the offer was taken and snagged, he granted an inward snort, watching as the whip of fire, perfectly controlled and contorted, smacked against the makeshift bear’s ear.
To his credit, he kept the laughter partially muffled, as if desperately trying to smother an ember, and it came out half-choked and perhaps hidden by the outcry of magic to follow and ensue. Regaining some of his composure, he waited until the volley of incantations ceased, with half of the ursur riddled and rankled with various holes, patched back together by the force of his water and earth, as it floated and roamed, as if living and breathing.
Making it churn its features back to the others and model a makeshift, but muted, roar, he tilted his head towards the Keeper. She hadn’t asked, and she’d probably rebuke it for said commentary, but as one who was always teaching and wanted those within his sanction to be able to defend themselves, it wouldn’t quite cease from his soul. “Accurate, but you will want to inflict damage on vital areas, rather than irritate it,” and he wrinkled his nose, encouraging amusement rather than shame or embarrassment. “Head. Chest. Legs. Somewhere to weaken or stop it altogether.”
To his credit, he kept the laughter partially muffled, as if desperately trying to smother an ember, and it came out half-choked and perhaps hidden by the outcry of magic to follow and ensue. Regaining some of his composure, he waited until the volley of incantations ceased, with half of the ursur riddled and rankled with various holes, patched back together by the force of his water and earth, as it floated and roamed, as if living and breathing.
Making it churn its features back to the others and model a makeshift, but muted, roar, he tilted his head towards the Keeper. She hadn’t asked, and she’d probably rebuke it for said commentary, but as one who was always teaching and wanted those within his sanction to be able to defend themselves, it wouldn’t quite cease from his soul. “Accurate, but you will want to inflict damage on vital areas, rather than irritate it,” and he wrinkled his nose, encouraging amusement rather than shame or embarrassment. “Head. Chest. Legs. Somewhere to weaken or stop it altogether.”
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