Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
Well, the key word had been try.
It shouldn’t have been anyone’s surprise that when his powers maneuvered, undulated, and rippled through the cataclysm, the precision and prowess only seemed to make things worse. A thick, rumbling growl manifested through his chest as it spread, and there were a series of memories suddenly choking, cloaking over his mind (the Monster Hunter’s Guild erupting into flames, the demons snarling, snapping inside, his father’s blade, another flinthopper years before, the burns hidden, discovering he couldn’t be healed).
Then a snapping, churning irritation, a vexation, a frustration he permitted for the barest moments to curl and contort through him – before he altered his tactics. Calm compositions, composure, maneuvering outward from his notions, from his speculations. A breath, and the incantations stoked with fathoms and other depths. Water, another hailing of bloodlines and ancestry, pouring, rippling like a tide, seeking to smother where the inferno had suddenly raged.
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Deimos attempts to use Mastered Water Manipulation to soak the newest flames (oops).
It shouldn’t have been anyone’s surprise that when his powers maneuvered, undulated, and rippled through the cataclysm, the precision and prowess only seemed to make things worse. A thick, rumbling growl manifested through his chest as it spread, and there were a series of memories suddenly choking, cloaking over his mind (the Monster Hunter’s Guild erupting into flames, the demons snarling, snapping inside, his father’s blade, another flinthopper years before, the burns hidden, discovering he couldn’t be healed).
Then a snapping, churning irritation, a vexation, a frustration he permitted for the barest moments to curl and contort through him – before he altered his tactics. Calm compositions, composure, maneuvering outward from his notions, from his speculations. A breath, and the incantations stoked with fathoms and other depths. Water, another hailing of bloodlines and ancestry, pouring, rippling like a tide, seeking to smother where the inferno had suddenly raged.
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Deimos attempts to use Mastered Water Manipulation to soak the newest flames (oops).
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
