So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes
No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight
No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight
Defiance once again rises in his chest, but this time Koa heeds his commander, discipline superseding personal concern. He waits until the last late-night stargazer is out before ducking out the door himself, a final call for evacuation given up the stairs. Satisfied that people are making their way toward the bridge back to the mainland, Koa turns his attention back to the mothman, inhaling a panicked breath as Soh darts back into the sky.
Don't die, he prays up after her, silent and afraid. He's already had to lose her once - he can't do it again.
But there is no more time for prayers. Now is the time for the soldier's training to come together, for careful thought and intentional plans. Copper eyes dart from the fire at Edmund's fingers to the light in the Spyglass, calculations and ideas flashing quickly through his mind. "Try to draw its attention down here!" he calls to Edmund, to Soh. "It's a moth - it'll come to light. So we have to make the biggest one we can." The command stretches mentally across his bond to Pip, and the dragonling trills her understanding, gliding back to add her flames to whatever Edmund creates.
For his part, Koa grasps the chakram, readying to throw. If his trap works - if the moth descends - he will wait for it to come closer before he hurls it toward the beast. But even if it doesn't, he'll try his best to strike the monster, hurtling with all his strength. To Pipsqueak, an image of the dark tower, all light within gone out. He can only hope Anju understands his plan, hope that Pip's draconic cries to Riya can send the message through the bond.
Koa instructs Edmund and Pip to make as much light as possible, so the moth will come down toward it instead of the tower. He tries to get Pip to tell Riya to tell Anju to shut off all the lights she can inside.
If the moth comes down, he'll wait for it to be within 20ft to throw his chakram; if not, he'll throw it anyway. He's gonna try to electrify it as well.
Type: Dark | Style: Offensive | Level: Upgraded
Leviathan Chakram: An unbreakable chakram created from the scale of a leviathan by the Voice. With razor-sharp edges, this discus will always return to the hand of whoever throws it, and will always do so without injuring the hands of the thrower.
Type: Light | Style: Offensive | Level: Basic
Static Electricity | A ring that when worn adds lightning damage to whatever item is held in that hand (or to an unarmed strike).
Don't die, he prays up after her, silent and afraid. He's already had to lose her once - he can't do it again.
But there is no more time for prayers. Now is the time for the soldier's training to come together, for careful thought and intentional plans. Copper eyes dart from the fire at Edmund's fingers to the light in the Spyglass, calculations and ideas flashing quickly through his mind. "Try to draw its attention down here!" he calls to Edmund, to Soh. "It's a moth - it'll come to light. So we have to make the biggest one we can." The command stretches mentally across his bond to Pip, and the dragonling trills her understanding, gliding back to add her flames to whatever Edmund creates.
For his part, Koa grasps the chakram, readying to throw. If his trap works - if the moth descends - he will wait for it to come closer before he hurls it toward the beast. But even if it doesn't, he'll try his best to strike the monster, hurtling with all his strength. To Pipsqueak, an image of the dark tower, all light within gone out. He can only hope Anju understands his plan, hope that Pip's draconic cries to Riya can send the message through the bond.
Koa instructs Edmund and Pip to make as much light as possible, so the moth will come down toward it instead of the tower. He tries to get Pip to tell Riya to tell Anju to shut off all the lights she can inside.
If the moth comes down, he'll wait for it to be within 20ft to throw his chakram; if not, he'll throw it anyway. He's gonna try to electrify it as well.
Type: Dark | Style: Offensive | Level: Upgraded
Leviathan Chakram: An unbreakable chakram created from the scale of a leviathan by the Voice. With razor-sharp edges, this discus will always return to the hand of whoever throws it, and will always do so without injuring the hands of the thrower.
Type: Light | Style: Offensive | Level: Basic
Static Electricity | A ring that when worn adds lightning damage to whatever item is held in that hand (or to an unarmed strike).
Koa
No other version of me I would rather be tonight
And, Lord, she found me just in time
And, Lord, she found me just in time
