yet my blood renders me a King
The Abandoned gave a low chuckle in response to the quip as he reached for the jar. Carefully, Sah skimmed the surface of the snow, coming up with a handful of the mold. Placing it into the jar, he sealed it tight and handed it back to Deimos. Wiping his hands clean on the ice, Sah stood up and followed Deimos.
As the ursur came in sight, the Outlander gestured for Lilly to remain by the sled. Turning to the Sword, Sah nodded. "I'm ready. I'll creep up behind and strike it. Will you finish it off if I don't manage to kill it?" He asked as he silently drew his sword.
Presuming that Deimos agreed, Sah would creep forward on the ice as silently as he could, taking cover in whatever sparse vegetation there was. And once he was within range the Outlander would emerge and activate his lighting. The magic would coat his blade and Sah would attempt to slash and stab the back of the ursur's neck in a clean kill. He would keep his guard up the entire time, ready to jump back at any moment to dodge if necessary.
As the ursur came in sight, the Outlander gestured for Lilly to remain by the sled. Turning to the Sword, Sah nodded. "I'm ready. I'll creep up behind and strike it. Will you finish it off if I don't manage to kill it?" He asked as he silently drew his sword.
Presuming that Deimos agreed, Sah would creep forward on the ice as silently as he could, taking cover in whatever sparse vegetation there was. And once he was within range the Outlander would emerge and activate his lighting. The magic would coat his blade and Sah would attempt to slash and stab the back of the ursur's neck in a clean kill. He would keep his guard up the entire time, ready to jump back at any moment to dodge if necessary.
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