my ears can hear my mouth can speak my spirit talks my soul believes
Her eyes widen as the breeze blows past them, the spark of surprise cooling into embers of stifled delight. While she cannot know for certain whether this ability comes from some item or upgrade, her instinct is to sniff the air for that metallic scent of magic. There is a sort of satisfaction in the promise of a kindred spirit, who is so wholly different from her otherwise. The exhale that follows sounds a bit like a yes.
“Keep it going,” is what she actually says, voice low as she nods in assessment of his knife. “I’ll go around to its other side, and we’ll meet in the middle. If you have a way to distract the others--” If you have anything else to show me, are the words that whisper behind the spoken ones, as Chaele hopes to confirm her suspicions. “--now is the time to do it.”
She does not wait for him to continue with the hunt, however. The ground is treacherous here, full of wide puddles that relay ripples and noise, but with practiced steps she begins to approach their target.
“Keep it going,” is what she actually says, voice low as she nods in assessment of his knife. “I’ll go around to its other side, and we’ll meet in the middle. If you have a way to distract the others--” If you have anything else to show me, are the words that whisper behind the spoken ones, as Chaele hopes to confirm her suspicions. “--now is the time to do it.”
She does not wait for him to continue with the hunt, however. The ground is treacherous here, full of wide puddles that relay ripples and noise, but with practiced steps she begins to approach their target.
Base code by Odd • Art by Krakenkatz
