Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
“A spear could be effective,” operating solely on the could, since he’d never had to try it for himself, nodding and shrugging his shoulders. No bows or arrows, not with the rapid movements and the normal impediment of sand. Maybe some other magical items endorsed by deities or crafted by his own hand. “But you are right. Proximity is what you have to worry about.” He’d know – even as his blade had come down on the former land shark striving to feast on Zuriel in the Grounds, he’d nearly lost the limb for his efforts.
Surveying the options, and the terrain before him, the General of a land of eternal winter went through the multitudes, all the while continuing to twirl the land shark in the air. It appeared vaguely dizzy, and certainly aggravated. “You could bait them, and set a trap while you wait.” A ready force, knowing the predatory cretins would come calling and craving. “Which is what we may have to do if I bring a hunting party out.” And then he could use his magic.
Surveying the options, and the terrain before him, the General of a land of eternal winter went through the multitudes, all the while continuing to twirl the land shark in the air. It appeared vaguely dizzy, and certainly aggravated. “You could bait them, and set a trap while you wait.” A ready force, knowing the predatory cretins would come calling and craving. “Which is what we may have to do if I bring a hunting party out.” And then he could use his magic.
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
