I carried my own ashes to the mountains
The young ursur might’ve been enough to bait the impending giant, but there were other multitudes to fend off and consider. The crackling of an avalanche was always something to be avoided, but in this case it scarcely seemed to matter. It was here. Bracing himself, the Sword remained upright, while calculations were quick and efficient – glancing at Noah, who’d be able to help himself (he figured, for now), and Talyson being swept away.
“Hang on,” he rumbled, a warning that he was going to try something, snagging at the threads and incantations of magic hovering about his soul – intending to utilize the Mastered Water and control, contort, the elements into ceasing their movement and dangerous notions. Or at least grant and give the courier a moment to evade and escape.
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Deimos tries to control and stop the avalanche so Tal won’t be pulled away using his Mastered Water.
“Hang on,” he rumbled, a warning that he was going to try something, snagging at the threads and incantations of magic hovering about his soul – intending to utilize the Mastered Water and control, contort, the elements into ceasing their movement and dangerous notions. Or at least grant and give the courier a moment to evade and escape.
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Deimos tries to control and stop the avalanche so Tal won’t be pulled away using his Mastered Water.
DEIMOS
