BASTIEN
Bastien followed behind Deimos, finding that the man's experience as a warrior made him feel more confident as he went along: it was clear something was on the General's mind, yet he still walked like a mountain, sure and strong. Bastien was under no pretension that he was similar, knowing himself to be a carefree artist who belonged far more in pubs and galleries than adventures, but for the moment he could indulge in the fantasy.
Looking ahead to the storm, he focused, wondering for just a moment if it would turn out to all be some kind of trick to prevent mortals from going further; he didn't think much about the upgrade in his eyes, but it was good to know he could see through any constructed illusions.
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Bastien follows, using his optical upgrade to see if anything before them is an illusion.
Looking ahead to the storm, he focused, wondering for just a moment if it would turn out to all be some kind of trick to prevent mortals from going further; he didn't think much about the upgrade in his eyes, but it was good to know he could see through any constructed illusions.
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Bastien follows, using his optical upgrade to see if anything before them is an illusion.
You always let me down so tenderly
So live fast and die young and stay forever numb
So live fast and die young and stay forever numb
