remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
There was temptation to roll his eyes at the Cheshire grin manifesting along her features, but he shrugged it away, allowed her moment of pride and adornment. The enchantment was an illustrious one though, blessed for defensive maneuvers, in siphoning and shutting off a fellow Abandoned’s magic; especially those potent, powerful, and set to poise in treachery, pernicious persuasion. The only drawback appeared to be requiring closed quarters. What if she wasn’t fast enough? What if she wasn’t swift enough? What if it faltered, altered, and wasn’t executed perfectly? Then she’d been in full range of an incoming blow, and it could be costly, deadly, lethal. They’d already had it occur more than once, based on her adventures during LongNight. His calculating, warrior mind, in full General mind, pondered the platitudes, rummaging and spiraling through his brain. “Hn. Does it always require touch?” Rumbling tones, already immersed in a steady stream of machinations and considerations for her benefit. He backed away, out of her orbit by a few feet, experimental in his movements. One hand flared back to life, but the flames didn’t quite administer to his requests, sputtering, twisting, turning, less magnficience, almost a hesitation, as if the inferno couldn’t get enough air.out for vengeance
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