remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
Deimos snorted as he wandered forward, content for the moment that Talyson knew when to stop. Machinations, calculations, and the movement of muscles, especially those not used to such fortitude and might, would be enough to tire a majority of them out. Training was useful for body, mind, and soul, but in doses of achievement, capable of advancing when the time was efficient, when stamina had been molded into foundations. “That is fine,” he rumbled, tossing the shards into the braziers, watching as they ignited and ate away the remains of the Sunjata effigy. He hid the amused satisfaction, tucking it away for a nod of his head towards the courier. “Make sure to rest,” he noted by way of an arched brow, ensuring the glance made it towards Talyson, even over his broad shoulder. Then they could all adjourn – the General back to the rest of his warriors, and the youth to whatever adventure awaited him next.
{FIN}
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
