RONIN
the darkstar
"Mm, so am I," Ronin agrees with a gentle nod. "Might have been small potatoes with all of us there, but who knows what would have happened if it had only been the two of you." Both surprised and not to see Noah darting forward so quickly to begin their bout, the Nova finds himself hopping back but still taking the glancing blow to his side.
"That's no slight against you, I hope you know," he continues with a grin - trust two demigods to be able to hold a casual conversation mid-fight. "I'm just glad she didn't have to put herself in any danger."
Retorting by trying to drive a knee into the Forsaken's side and get him to break his stance, Ronin's eyebrows raise at the question. "The ones broadcasted into our heads? I wish I could have missed them. What do you make of them - of this Vox person?"
"That's no slight against you, I hope you know," he continues with a grin - trust two demigods to be able to hold a casual conversation mid-fight. "I'm just glad she didn't have to put herself in any danger."
Retorting by trying to drive a knee into the Forsaken's side and get him to break his stance, Ronin's eyebrows raise at the question. "The ones broadcasted into our heads? I wish I could have missed them. What do you make of them - of this Vox person?"
