[Training] [se] these years of infinity

Deimos He saw the incoming strike and laughed, amused and entertained by the wiles of the older man. For all that he’d uttered and claimed lack of experience, he was making up for it in either habitual lines or experience he hadn’t mentioned. Perhaps he hadn’t been entirely truthful, and Deimos couldn’t blame him for it – not even when combatting with strangers on beaches. Not in this world of brimming, brewing fault lines, where alliances and armistices changed day by day. "Clever," he smirked, granting Darkeye a nod of respect. Stepping in, avoiding the punch towards his vulnerable spot, the soldier instinctually thrust downward, intending to catch Darkeye’s sword off-kilter, and force it downwards with the angles of his own strength. Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime