Deimos
With a vague huff of amusement, the General watched the icy daggers shift directions multiple times. Unbothered by their haphazard streak, he watched as they swiveled back into their natural elements, honed and ready to pierce the earthen barrier that had withstood for so long.
And they managed to some extent, carving their niche through proportions, but never quite knocking it down all the way. Instead, Deimos did that on his own, transferring the stone and dirt portions back into their home, settling the ground once more. A signal, perhaps, that this had been enough for today. “Well done,” he murmured, brushing his hands together, finally glancing back at Sah. “You did well – and you have more to practice,” which could be the same for any of them (his gaze roaming back to soldiers milling about – and how they scurried away immediately). “Keep working on it,” and Sah would have all the time, and targets, he might need in the barracks for days to come.
{FIN}
And they managed to some extent, carving their niche through proportions, but never quite knocking it down all the way. Instead, Deimos did that on his own, transferring the stone and dirt portions back into their home, settling the ground once more. A signal, perhaps, that this had been enough for today. “Well done,” he murmured, brushing his hands together, finally glancing back at Sah. “You did well – and you have more to practice,” which could be the same for any of them (his gaze roaming back to soldiers milling about – and how they scurried away immediately). “Keep working on it,” and Sah would have all the time, and targets, he might need in the barracks for days to come.
{FIN}
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
