if you don't terrify people a little then what's the point
Notions of the shield and its future adornments could be fair enough; but he let the matter fizzle and drop for the sake of other miscreant accords. “When have I ever made anything easy for you?” segmented into a juvenile snicker, tilting his head, watching as she assembled her motions and movements, a ready stance for impending trials and tribulations. In some part, even along the foolish portions, they both knew anyone and everyone in their realm had to be prepared. War wasn’t the unknown, but the potential onslaughts were, and if he was going to be dragged out to somewhere else, Deimos wanted to be certain those he cared about knew exactly how to defend themselves.
If it led to amusements along the way, then that was a bonus.
Hearing the laughter echoing behind the shield lent more seditious credence, and they could grow bolder and bolder still thereafter. Upon her announcement, the Sword gave a singular nod, before he was moving.
Given multitudes and lifetimes of experience in sand, his motions were swift and keen, intrepid and sure-strided by design. While his definition, bulk, and physique shouldn’t have permitted the rapid nature of his being, primordial practice had enhanced the way he covered the ground, predacious, minatory, and overbearing. Within an instant he was before her, and swept the spear low, towards her legs, to see how she’d decipher and defend herself.
If it led to amusements along the way, then that was a bonus.
Hearing the laughter echoing behind the shield lent more seditious credence, and they could grow bolder and bolder still thereafter. Upon her announcement, the Sword gave a singular nod, before he was moving.
Given multitudes and lifetimes of experience in sand, his motions were swift and keen, intrepid and sure-strided by design. While his definition, bulk, and physique shouldn’t have permitted the rapid nature of his being, primordial practice had enhanced the way he covered the ground, predacious, minatory, and overbearing. Within an instant he was before her, and swept the spear low, towards her legs, to see how she’d decipher and defend herself.
DEIMOS
