Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
Lacking involvement in the latest search for any deities, the Sword could only shrug at the indication. The well was enough to sanctity the area, and inform others of whereabouts without them meandering and wandering through underground terrain, which could always yield far more treacherous efforts. “It does the job,” he snorted – eyes going upward to glance at Belial’s form, Stygian and black against the desert sky.
Figuring more wouldn’t hurt the cause, the General advanced too, peering down into the cosmos and galaxies reflecting there; charmed, maybe, by all the efforts laden there. Within a moment, his own incantations brimmed and brewed, then exuded beyond the surface of his flesh and bone – water manifesting, then cascading, to follow the courier’s. While it rallied, he arched his brow back at the youth. “Were you expecting something else?” Danger, hazards, and perils were a dime a dozen; one stomp of his foot or nefarious compelling could render them surrounded in an instant by far more sinister cretins.
Figuring more wouldn’t hurt the cause, the General advanced too, peering down into the cosmos and galaxies reflecting there; charmed, maybe, by all the efforts laden there. Within a moment, his own incantations brimmed and brewed, then exuded beyond the surface of his flesh and bone – water manifesting, then cascading, to follow the courier’s. While it rallied, he arched his brow back at the youth. “Were you expecting something else?” Danger, hazards, and perils were a dime a dozen; one stomp of his foot or nefarious compelling could render them surrounded in an instant by far more sinister cretins.
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
