DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
And then it was over, the last of the sentiments and additional strength pulsing, pervading, and tactfully flickering in his ichor.
“My unicorn can heal you, if you need it,” he nodded towards Remi, Zuriel outside somewhere, before glancing down at the Ascended. A strange occasion, given all the other times they’d punctured and pierced foes, monsters, and cretins – he couldn’t recall a moment where it’d been human thereafter. Something in the back of his mind contorted, and he didn’t want to name the emotion. It could’ve been rancor and regret. It could’ve been anything at this point.
The explanations caused his brow to furrow – so not only did they have to try and snag the items, but the relics themselves may be a threat. “Do you feel any sort of malice near that?” He questioned Ronin, perhaps a warning or a notion in itself. Why would an Ascended attack one of its own – if they had already been through here?
“My unicorn can heal you, if you need it,” he nodded towards Remi, Zuriel outside somewhere, before glancing down at the Ascended. A strange occasion, given all the other times they’d punctured and pierced foes, monsters, and cretins – he couldn’t recall a moment where it’d been human thereafter. Something in the back of his mind contorted, and he didn’t want to name the emotion. It could’ve been rancor and regret. It could’ve been anything at this point.
The explanations caused his brow to furrow – so not only did they have to try and snag the items, but the relics themselves may be a threat. “Do you feel any sort of malice near that?” He questioned Ronin, perhaps a warning or a notion in itself. Why would an Ascended attack one of its own – if they had already been through here?
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
