my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun found himself watching the fight idly, though more to get a sense for the sorts of past times that people enjoyed in Torchline rather than any real joy in the fighting. He figured if people were gonna get sweaty and physical, there were much more pleasurable ways to do so. Still, he glanced at Zidane slightly, making sure the other Ascended was fine.
Then the potter returned his gaze to the fight. The slightly taller woman scored a punch to the other one's temple. The shorter one staggered a few steps, and the taller one closed in to finish it off. However, it had been a feint on the part of the smaller woman, who pivoted neatly and tossed the taller woman into the crowd.
Straight towards, Amun, in fact, who found himself knocked on his ass. Chuckling, he went limp, not wanting to get involved with the fighting any further.
Then the potter returned his gaze to the fight. The slightly taller woman scored a punch to the other one's temple. The shorter one staggered a few steps, and the taller one closed in to finish it off. However, it had been a feint on the part of the smaller woman, who pivoted neatly and tossed the taller woman into the crowd.
Straight towards, Amun, in fact, who found himself knocked on his ass. Chuckling, he went limp, not wanting to get involved with the fighting any further.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
