[PQ] every fire fueled

DEIMOS Delivered from the blasts It was intriguing, interesting, to witness them fight – for the experienced to face the unseasoned – there was much to be learned from either opponent, for himself, and for their own roles, shaped and declared by their hands, by their grasps, by their endeavors, by their machinations. He watched, the silent, stoic behemoth as they gathered their arms and Jyon thrusted, quick and sharp, and Wessex aimed to block, with an attack of her own harpooned in for good measure. Perhaps due to the daytime, or some rookie’s luck, Jyon’s movements managed to catch Wessex – and vice versa, with Wessex’s sharp motions catching hold of Jyon – a bit more potent, a bit more powerful, but there all the same. Instead of giving them direct input (hold your sword like this, thrust like that; which would likely insult Wessex), as he usually conducted when training with one other, he wanted them to think for themselves. Both of them seemed well-suited to handling their blades, Wessex especially, with her practice and skill already well renowned. But, there wasn’t going to be someone holding their hand in a regular combat situation, no one amidst the crowd to shout and bombard them with directions and sagacity. Battle was about talent, prowess, and muscle memory, but also machinations – how to outwit, how to outlast, how to bombard by whatever means necessary. They could instill the sharper tactics here, learn how to grasp situations that could mold them into future motivations and aspirations. “Well done,” he clamored at first, suitably impressed with both of them, gaze taking in each motion, a creature of study and persistence. “Now, look for a weakness. How can you overcome your opponent? What could you to ensure they are impeded? How can you defend yourself when they draw near?” It wasn’t reality, sticks and stones and training swords – but they could stage it, play it on pretenses, as he stalked, as he watched, as he lingered, pacing and following their lines and curves. Would Jyon shift into her Attuned form? How would Wessex aim to conquer? His eyes darted over to Kiada and her assemblage, though Rory and Feral didn’t appear to have moved on yet – perhaps she could get them started, or fill in for those who opted out. -- Jyon and Wessex moving on, sorry for the delay! Jyon first, then Wessex! Attacks/hits were determined by dice roll – but you can decide how/where your character was hit. There won’t be any HP determiners here. the last of a line of lasts