it's a funny old world

Letting out a sort-of-growl of affection in return, Sugar made herself more than comfortable against the giant cat, promptly dropping off to sleep to let them talk boring tactics. She'd contribute some more when there was play to be had. Ronin frowned gently as he listened to Remi's description, nodding. "Perhaps it will. I suppose it's not like any other bond either of you have ever shared... though the best person to speak to might be Isla. I guess the change for her is bigger than anything else." Ronin couldn't even imagine it. Talk, naturally, turned to the Spire Demon, and the guildmaster's blue eyes hardened somewhat as he gazed down at his daughter, rocking her gently in his arms. "Yes," he said softly. "I think we have a fighting chance, and I intend to slay it for good." He almost said what he was thinking, but managed to cage it just in time. Either I'll come back with that thing's head, or I won't come back at all. It didn't mean it wasn't true, though. ronin the long and lonesome road