remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
He mused in the light and folds of the day, adjusting and honing a few more targets before maneuvering forwards, realigning some that looked utterly out of place, actions throughout plotting and devising; a commonplace occurrence for both Swords and Reapers. Perhaps Ascended gained those stronger abilities just as Abandoned, just as Attuned did, growing in strength, in shifts, in magic, in enchantments, in abilities as time wore on, as they became accustomed to ways of life, as they were forced to adapt and change. Potency and power, precision and might, grasped and held as long as they managed to survive. “Maybe not before long then,” he shrugged, the inkling of a smile dimpling into his features. If not, there were always alternatives – hoods and parasols, until the timing was right, until something altered. “Though, will you be taking your time going to Torchline?” An arch to his brow, teasing measures at hand, rather than rumbling and growling.out for vengeance
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