no one's coming to save you, swing that sword that you made
A half god isn’t something he’s been told before – somehow it sounds far more powerful than a demigod in his mind, and yet he still feels stuck in ways he can’t quite say. Of course, the comment Danta makes certainly makes it make more sense, and the Flood can’t help the soft snort that leaves him, a shoulder rising and falling as if to say it didn’t matter.
Besides, he’s more interested in what feathered shift Danta has that allows him to not boil himself alive in the volcanic heat while also allows him to look like some sort of demon. And the answer he gets certainly isn’t one he’s expecting, brows rising as he focuses further on Danta, straightening up as he realizes. “Is that so?” Sunjata asks, unsure of just what to say – caught off guard entirely by that response.
He waves a hand, however, and the tendrils of water slip lower along Danta’s body, racing along his torso and skin, running further down his body as if he’s testing something.
Besides, he’s more interested in what feathered shift Danta has that allows him to not boil himself alive in the volcanic heat while also allows him to look like some sort of demon. And the answer he gets certainly isn’t one he’s expecting, brows rising as he focuses further on Danta, straightening up as he realizes. “Is that so?” Sunjata asks, unsure of just what to say – caught off guard entirely by that response.
He waves a hand, however, and the tendrils of water slip lower along Danta’s body, racing along his torso and skin, running further down his body as if he’s testing something.
the flood
with the pain that they gave you, like the pain is gonna save you
totally sniped from odd ilu
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
