[Training] [se] these years of infinity

Deimos If Deimos had been significantly smaller and weaker, that trick might have worked. But the Sword was broad, built, and tall, and had long since learned how to brace himself for impact, how to ground his entire form into the earth. So even as Darkeye made to grab, there wouldn’t be much movement from his mass, and this ellicited another round of laughter – not at the older individual per se, but the situation as a whole. “It was a good thought,” he murmured; but for a different opponent. He used the vantage point, and not budging at all, to try and force his frame directly into Darkeye’s, much like a big, battering ram, intending to knock him directly off-kilter and amidst the sand. Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime