remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
Ever the observer, and partially by way of amusement (because it was wholly entertaining to lift a target when someone was so very close to snagging it), but also because it was his occupation to coincide with directions in combat – the Sword inspected the courier’s movements. Fast and swift, animated and enervated for crossing snow in any outlandish decrees to ensure fast delivery, but lacking the fundamentals of power behind them.“When you move,” he began, setting out a demonstration as he whipped around the dummy, ensuring the task was difficult for himself as well, “think about how much strength is in your motion. How much weight you put in your feet. There is much to be said about speed,” which Talyson had in spades, “but if you want a powerful hit, it has to come from somewhere.” Strength and might, brutality and menace – the General had it in abundance, over lifetimes and experiences, lurking beneath the surface.
From there, Deimos followed the motions of the false Sunjata, tracing its movements for a second, before unleashing his, extending the spear straight into its left leg. The damage was severe and instantaneous, a vicious, biting wound, stuffing unfurling and flowing from the marred heathen. Like any lacerated prey, it faltered and flickered off to the right, but severely damaged, flagging and lagging in its haste.
out for vengeance
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