Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
Chase him off? It’d been a while since such a strategy ever been effective. With his power pressing inward, there would be no such thing – suddenly an unrelenting relish to the way his smirk and snicker grew – yearning to demolish the static, to smother, to cover it all with earthen incantations along her feet - but really only giving more to his elements already at play. While the air swirled, the icy winds flickered and blasted, intending to cast her in vivid memories of Basin prowess and pivotal claims to thrones long, long gone.
Enough that he laughed when the static seared along his feet – because he didn’t cease, didn’t stop, as his boots threatened to burn and seethe under her own incantations. His mastery of the air rose again as it changed into a vibrant mist; and perhaps only the scorching marks along the forefront were evidence enough as to their location. Hidden and cloaked, swerving diligently with another harsh, wild bark of laughter.
Enough that he laughed when the static seared along his feet – because he didn’t cease, didn’t stop, as his boots threatened to burn and seethe under her own incantations. His mastery of the air rose again as it changed into a vibrant mist; and perhaps only the scorching marks along the forefront were evidence enough as to their location. Hidden and cloaked, swerving diligently with another harsh, wild bark of laughter.
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
