Amun frowned. Shaking his head at Darkeye, the potter pointed at himself. "No, you don't understand. The only source of the fluid running in my veins is the Voice. It doesn't last forever, so every once in a while I need to return to one of her shrines to obtain more." He narrowed his eyes at the other man. "As part of the Ascension process, our biological systems are replaced by mostly inorganic ones. So no, no blood for you." Letting out a huff of air, the Ascended tilted his head to one side.
"Why do you include the Voice in your list of those who need to be wiped out? By doing so you'd be condemning all the Ascended, even the innocent ones, to a slow and cruel death." He arched an eyebrow at Darkeye. "Surely Kor wouldn't condone that, though obviously you know him better than I do."
Snorting, Amun stepped back as the other man shooed him away. "Why not both? Don't worry, I take lots of precautions with my kiln." Still, the potter retreated to a safe distance. Once he was there, he gestured for Darkeye to tend to the flames.
"Why do you include the Voice in your list of those who need to be wiped out? By doing so you'd be condemning all the Ascended, even the innocent ones, to a slow and cruel death." He arched an eyebrow at Darkeye. "Surely Kor wouldn't condone that, though obviously you know him better than I do."
Snorting, Amun stepped back as the other man shooed him away. "Why not both? Don't worry, I take lots of precautions with my kiln." Still, the potter retreated to a safe distance. Once he was there, he gestured for Darkeye to tend to the flames.
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