yet my blood renders me a King
Sah gave a startled laugh and swatted Seren's hands away with one of his. "Seren! You might be able to, but it'll still hurt." Really her curiosity was as endearing as it was terrifying. Who the fuck tried to grab raw lightning? For the moment of calm, Sah basked in the abstract colors created by their joining magic. It was truly breathtaking. "It reminds me of a meteor shower somewhat." He noted.
Seren's continued curiosity interrupted the brief silence. Just as intrigued, Sah decided to indulge her idea. As the sand trailed through the air, Sah directed the lighting towards it. Electricity sparked and cackled between the grains, and in a slight hiss, returned to the ground. What returned however, were small shards of still-hot glass. The Abandoned gave a low whistle. "It makes glass apparently. I wonder..." He directed a small strike towards the sand around them. Sure enough a patch of fragile glass took shape. "Huh."
Seren's continued curiosity interrupted the brief silence. Just as intrigued, Sah decided to indulge her idea. As the sand trailed through the air, Sah directed the lighting towards it. Electricity sparked and cackled between the grains, and in a slight hiss, returned to the ground. What returned however, were small shards of still-hot glass. The Abandoned gave a low whistle. "It makes glass apparently. I wonder..." He directed a small strike towards the sand around them. Sure enough a patch of fragile glass took shape. "Huh."
Sah
