you can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly
His lips formed a devilish candor at her reaction, utterly bemused at the effects of flushed cheeks and squeaks – vengeance swift and keen. The Sword didn’t even need to laugh, barely bothering to muffle anything else, the Cheshire grin far too laden and amused. “I will,” he promised, because the man was often a hallmark of precision, and the few times he hadn’t been, it’d only wounded people like the Flood.
But he seized her warnings in stride, taking a deep breath, failing at wiping the smug smirk away. Keen and emboldened, the fiery embers rose to the forefront of his veins. Maybe they were hastened by other thoughts. Perhaps they contemplated a whole series of smoldering depictions, embers stoked and refined. He wouldn’t say. Instead, the General unfurled the proportions of infernal victories straight at the scale, and nowhere near Evie’s outstretched limbs, watching as it absorbed the power and might.
When the beast thought it enough, he snagged the scale back, and opened the bag to hand her over a single brownie. “Thank you,” he nodded, and figuring maybe she deserved an actual explanation, he began snagging another one of the desserts into his palm. “Quest for Safrin. It is for armor against dark magic.”
But he seized her warnings in stride, taking a deep breath, failing at wiping the smug smirk away. Keen and emboldened, the fiery embers rose to the forefront of his veins. Maybe they were hastened by other thoughts. Perhaps they contemplated a whole series of smoldering depictions, embers stoked and refined. He wouldn’t say. Instead, the General unfurled the proportions of infernal victories straight at the scale, and nowhere near Evie’s outstretched limbs, watching as it absorbed the power and might.
When the beast thought it enough, he snagged the scale back, and opened the bag to hand her over a single brownie. “Thank you,” he nodded, and figuring maybe she deserved an actual explanation, he began snagging another one of the desserts into his palm. “Quest for Safrin. It is for armor against dark magic.”
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