I will fight the end
Remi and Amalia give their attention to the immediate threat, the vines, the treeflits, and Ronin gives his to their surroundings. So he notices when two of their leading flying lizard friends disappear; he notices when the paths open up before them. Turning to see that the vines have curled back into the undergrowth (sneaky bastards), he nods in agreement with Remi’s assessment.
His projection stays sentinel, while the real star moves to go and help Amalia to her feet. ”I’m keen to stay in the middle path, however winding it may be. But our jewelled lizard buddies might have other ideas.” He glances to his own treeflit, wondering still whether or not they could be trusted.
Ronin agrees with Remi about Amalia checking with the treeflits about where they should go, but he favours the middle path if they aren’t forthcoming.
His projection stays sentinel, while the real star moves to go and help Amalia to her feet. ”I’m keen to stay in the middle path, however winding it may be. But our jewelled lizard buddies might have other ideas.” He glances to his own treeflit, wondering still whether or not they could be trusted.
Ronin agrees with Remi about Amalia checking with the treeflits about where they should go, but he favours the middle path if they aren’t forthcoming.
'til the end is here
