[Training] [se] these years of infinity

Deimos It would only take a twist, a turn, to get out of Darkeye’s range this time – and he did so with quick movements, shifting in the sand, widening the gap between them. His hand wasn’t struck, though the armament itself was briefly clipped, knocking it slightly askew in his grasp for half a moment. He smirked, and then gauged his possibilities this time. Intending to utilize the range of the weapon again, he took a few more steps, rounding out along, his motivation to gain access to Darkeye’s side, or even his spine, for a rapid hit, tap. Hopefully far enough for his opponent’s blade to not be as effective, Deimos adapted to the capabilities of the spear, attempting to nudge Darkeye from a distance along his back. Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime