remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
The monolith rolled his shoulders a few times, warming up once more, movement along the stone floor much like a panther, a predacious, minatory challenger – giving another roll of his eyes at the passing banter. His gaze gave a quick scrutiny, studying the form and impending technique – wondering just how and when to start. Perhaps back to fundamentals, since there were some notions clearly lacking, and he placed it as a notation for future references to Sah as well. “You need to hone your thinking into tactics. Not panic. Not fear. That will get you, or someone else, killed.” The former drove maligned musings, fight or flight, stupidity or upheaval, and it rarely went well. The landshark hunt could be a clear indicator that the brain was unsuitable in those moments, when allowed and permitted to slip into terror.Giving himself a moment, unfurling a few deep breaths, he tilted his head, and then moved to a different angle. “There is a careful balance between impulse, muscle memory, and survival.” A brief pause, where his eyes narrowed and the grip on his blade tightened. “Shorten your stance. You will not be grounded enough.” Not for the way Deimos was about to wield his armament. “How would you defend against this?”
And then, very swift and earnestly calculating, the Sword swept his wooden blade towards Talyson’s shoulder.
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
