death, you bring death and destruction to all that you touch
Deimos glanced at the pots, the question reminding in the air as he lacked the ability to see through the containers. When the uncertainty still remained, his brow arched subtly, though not in any amused parameter – more or less surprised, perhaps, at the lack of forethought. “I could not find anything about their diet in the records,” pausing only for a moment, allowing the words to sink in. “So I intended to give them some things from the greenhouse and leftover meat.” In fact, the little wyrms could probably be contained within the latter – considering it had to be the consistently the warmest area in Halo.
Belial seemed eager and ready to feed into the dragon’s antics, but the Sword was in no mood for it, and quickly squashed any further attempts from unwinding perytons by maneuvering away, headed towards the skyport – as he wouldn’t be able to safely carry the vessels in talons. “We should head back then,” was another rumble. Hopefully by then the volcanic rocks would’ve been collected and snagged, and some other portions of the task could begin.
Belial seemed eager and ready to feed into the dragon’s antics, but the Sword was in no mood for it, and quickly squashed any further attempts from unwinding perytons by maneuvering away, headed towards the skyport – as he wouldn’t be able to safely carry the vessels in talons. “We should head back then,” was another rumble. Hopefully by then the volcanic rocks would’ve been collected and snagged, and some other portions of the task could begin.
DEIMOS
