maybe i'm a runaway train, maybe i'm a feather in a hurricane
Predator though he was, doing this brought not an ounce of satisfaction to the Alchemist. He could feel his resolve dominate over Ronin's, though not for his husband's lack of trying. Remi was simply more practiced in this area, new as the magic was.
The worst part of it all? The Alchemist wasn't done yet.
From the dusty vista of the volcano, a lion trotted forward. Incorporeal, its parted jaws revealing dripping fangs very much suggested it wasn't aware that it could tear the luxere limb from limb. Rather than letting Ronin go, the Alchemist tried to keep the stag's knees buckled as the lion slunk forward with all the slow confidence of a master predator.
The worst part of it all? The Alchemist wasn't done yet.
From the dusty vista of the volcano, a lion trotted forward. Incorporeal, its parted jaws revealing dripping fangs very much suggested it wasn't aware that it could tear the luxere limb from limb. Rather than letting Ronin go, the Alchemist tried to keep the stag's knees buckled as the lion slunk forward with all the slow confidence of a master predator.
THE ALCHEMIST
maybe it's a long gray game, but maybe that's a good thing
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
