remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
“Moth shirt…,” he rumbled in response, brows furrowing and head angling as if trying to understand the connotations, and then ceasing altogether. There were actions to take place and scores to settle regardless, and his concentration contorted into responses, analyzing and scrutinizing the Dragoon’s performance out of habit.He wasn’t surprised to see an instinctual lunge – he’d been hoping for some panicked screaming – but he’d take the slight amount of terror.
What he didn’t expect, however, was the youth's weapon of choice.
He’d been intrigued by whatever Koa had capable of hurtling or throwing in his direction, yet, there’d been little suspicion in recognizing the object. Within half a moment he’d built a shield of ice, contorting it into a thicker haze to simply catch and embed the armament into its solidified stature. Narrowing his gaze though, he realized the last time he’d seen this particular armament wielded had been amidst an escape; a journey into exile, the Wraith striving to annihilate at the slightest opportunity. “Where did you get this?” rumbled thereafter, with no hint of the malice, memories, or interest stored.
Then, just to reel the haunting legions away, he sent another round of fireballs towards Koa and his dummy.
out for vengeance
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