God, thy will is hard
But you hold every card
The battle around them calmed and the spirits were quiet for now, but the pain they had inflicted on him remained. Gideon stared up at the ceiling of the temple, something dazed and lost in his eyes that were usually sharp and calculating. As Lena and Sera approached, he tried to get up, to present himself as dignified as usual...but with a groan he fell back over the altar, managing to only push himself to rest on one elbow to look at his saviours.
"...Alright, no." He croaked out, a smirk appearing for a flash before it disappeared with another wave of pain. Having been tossed about and thoroughly punished for his misdeeds, Gideon knew he was going to need some time to recover; days, a week, not a few hours. Still, their efforts were appreciated - he nodded to Sera about the water.
Looking over his ruined Temple, all the cleaning that would have to be done, he closed his eyes. "This..was my own fault. I'm grateful you helped. But I got myself here."
"...Alright, no." He croaked out, a smirk appearing for a flash before it disappeared with another wave of pain. Having been tossed about and thoroughly punished for his misdeeds, Gideon knew he was going to need some time to recover; days, a week, not a few hours. Still, their efforts were appreciated - he nodded to Sera about the water.
Looking over his ruined Temple, all the cleaning that would have to be done, he closed his eyes. "This..was my own fault. I'm grateful you helped. But I got myself here."
I will drink your cup of poison
Nail me to your cross and break me
GIDEON
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