my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun rolled his eyes at Ronin's latest outburst. The potter opened his mouth to make his own retort. Then, however, a chunk of stone hit him, and he grunted instinctively, even though there was no pain. He had to dance around a bit to avoid more stone. Then he glanced around and saw with some dismay the entrance to the Temple was broken. Bites wake people up. He attempted to send that though to Wessex.
Then he ran towards the fake Ronin, or whatever the fuck that duplicate was. Reaching out, he tried to grab it and simultaneously bite at its neck.
Amun tries to grapple and bite Ronin's projection.
Then he ran towards the fake Ronin, or whatever the fuck that duplicate was. Reaching out, he tried to grab it and simultaneously bite at its neck.
Amun tries to grapple and bite Ronin's projection.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
