It almost worked the way he'd planned. That was worth something, right? The glaive went in, but Tal didn't have enough strength to hold the hand down. For once he yielded to practicality rather than stubborn pride and let go of the weapon, scrambling back as the Giant flailed and Deimos's magic did its grim work.
Soon enough the creature succumbed without further mayhem and the courier breathed a sigh of relief. He waved reassurance to the Warden, gulping air as he double-checked himself for some injury that had been missed in the adrenaline but...
"I'm okay," he confirmed, edging towards the fallen Giant warily, as if expecting a ruse. But when Deimos got to work and the corpse didn't so much as twitch, Tal took a deep breath and moved in to join his friends in the bloody butchery.
Just because he was pragmatic enough to do it, didn't make it pleasant work, however.
Tal joins Deimos in skinning the Giant
Soon enough the creature succumbed without further mayhem and the courier breathed a sigh of relief. He waved reassurance to the Warden, gulping air as he double-checked himself for some injury that had been missed in the adrenaline but...
"I'm okay," he confirmed, edging towards the fallen Giant warily, as if expecting a ruse. But when Deimos got to work and the corpse didn't so much as twitch, Tal took a deep breath and moved in to join his friends in the bloody butchery.
Just because he was pragmatic enough to do it, didn't make it pleasant work, however.
Tal joins Deimos in skinning the Giant
