DEIMOS
Deimos’ experiences with war had been branded in certain parameters: over land (caused by the implication of gods) and over power. Great, colossal, menacing shows had been made, but Sah was correct in his presumptions. There were always the same figments. The same lines drawn. And it kept happening, over and over and over again, a revolving jurisdiction in the Sword’s life that he could, despite all the banners, all the scars, do without. “Only the people change.” And even then, the alterations in characters corresponded to upheavals, to measures layered in deceit and might. A light snort funneled through his chest at the implications of Sah’s third, silently holding up an entire hand to display five fingers – one for each invasion and war he’d been a part of before these wakes.
But the other Abandoned’s lack of awareness of the dangers layered in the Fangs brought forth the slightest grimace as well; brows furrowing more, arms enfolding back across his chest, head drawing downward as thoughts persisted and pursued. “Mageglass is certainly worth it.” Dominion in their hands, amplified bombardments and proportions, that their adversaries wouldn’t be able to have – for now, anyway. Seren’s lack of involvement surprised him, but based on earlier discussions and conversations, perhaps something else had pressed and left her without time to linger amongst the caves too. “I think we should be cautious anyway.” A just in case parameter – given everything else that had occurred. He could always come in cloaked.
But for another party member…Hotaru had her own dilemmas to sort out. He wasn’t certain if Noah would want to be involved. And they were swiftly losing other allies wanting, or needing, the elemental fixtures. A rumble flickered, and if the frustration loitered on his face, he didn’t bother to hide it. “Give me a few days. I will see who else might be willing.”
But the other Abandoned’s lack of awareness of the dangers layered in the Fangs brought forth the slightest grimace as well; brows furrowing more, arms enfolding back across his chest, head drawing downward as thoughts persisted and pursued. “Mageglass is certainly worth it.” Dominion in their hands, amplified bombardments and proportions, that their adversaries wouldn’t be able to have – for now, anyway. Seren’s lack of involvement surprised him, but based on earlier discussions and conversations, perhaps something else had pressed and left her without time to linger amongst the caves too. “I think we should be cautious anyway.” A just in case parameter – given everything else that had occurred. He could always come in cloaked.
But for another party member…Hotaru had her own dilemmas to sort out. He wasn’t certain if Noah would want to be involved. And they were swiftly losing other allies wanting, or needing, the elemental fixtures. A rumble flickered, and if the frustration loitered on his face, he didn’t bother to hide it. “Give me a few days. I will see who else might be willing.”
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
