DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
While his Life Drain clutched at the young bull, circumventing, coiling, contorting, measuring strength against vitality – Sah’s lightning strike was less pervasive. Their experience with the ursur hadn’t been very telling, perhaps, given the state of the bear’s full belly and fatigue. This moose was spry, and unwilling to go down without a fight – hind legs launching towards Sah. There was a blow in there somewhere, but upon the Abandoned instead, that had Deimos clenching his jaw, and yelling out over the snow. “All right?” Zuriel tucked her way in behind, an offering of healing if necessary, and the Sword shook his head, shifting instantly.
So much for another nice, clean, quick kill.
The hellhound barraged and bombarded efficiently, quickly, mauling up to the side of the moose as it began tearing its way through the tundra.
So much for another nice, clean, quick kill.
The hellhound barraged and bombarded efficiently, quickly, mauling up to the side of the moose as it began tearing its way through the tundra.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
