[Training] [se] stronger than all of it

Deimos His eyes narrowed as she glared towards him – pondering if it was stubborn pride keeping her aloft and mulish, argumentative, or something else altogether. He shrugged at her inclination to not be healed, especially over a proportion that had already taken a beating – it was her choice, as asinine as it might’ve been. A learning point, a conjecture, he’d permit her to see for herself. “Perhaps not. But you should take it when the opportunity is there.” When one’s life, or anyone else’s, was on the line, and the notions were all gathered within – it didn’t mean someone was weak. It meant they were tactical. It meant they would survive. Carry on. Continue the fight. What was more important? Self-glorification, or persistence, perseverance? While Seren resumed her stance, he advanced the other effigy; painted and marked in clear resemblance of another adversary. It didn’t have the same speed; purposefully bigger, wider, brawnier, and so its pace was a loathsome, overbearing, overwhelming thing – likely far easier to hit, but packed a firmer punch. His air incantations sent it towards Seren’s right side, intending to weaken those figments as well – intending to see how she moved under more laborious circumstances. Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime