DEIMOS
The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates
The thunder of the drums dictates
With Remi apparently fine (though he still remained uncertain, given the way the response had flickered), and the branches maneuvered, the Sword thought he’d hasten back to where they’d all started, snag at another portion of the task. However, things wouldn’t be so simple, so easy, in the midst of the woods.
Fresh off prior encounters with a Wicker Woman, Deimos narrowed his eyes at the lacing bombardments of the flora, seeking out his leg. There were multiple options (fire being a particular favorite, but he wasn’t about to set the whole grove in an inferno; it would defeat the purpose of why they were all here today). Utilizing his Earth enchantments again, he sought to curl, contort, and coil the bough away, and no longer be in its grasp.
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Deimos tries to use his Mastered Earth on the Wicker Woman in efforts to free himself.
Earth Manipulation: Can create and control the earth. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Fresh off prior encounters with a Wicker Woman, Deimos narrowed his eyes at the lacing bombardments of the flora, seeking out his leg. There were multiple options (fire being a particular favorite, but he wasn’t about to set the whole grove in an inferno; it would defeat the purpose of why they were all here today). Utilizing his Earth enchantments again, he sought to curl, contort, and coil the bough away, and no longer be in its grasp.
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Deimos tries to use his Mastered Earth on the Wicker Woman in efforts to free himself.
Earth Manipulation: Can create and control the earth. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead
The rising of the horns, ahead
