remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
Deimos had always been an astute, observant beast – and in warfare, melees, skirmishes, and battles, one needed to be. To stay one step ahead of enemies and adversaries. To plot multitudes of schemes and ambushes. To make predictions and future plans. And while he certainly couldn’t calculate or notice every endeavor, the rippling undercurrent of confusion holstered along the wall, from those below and nearby, caused him to peer over the edge.And chuckle quietly, nearly stifled, to himself.
He might not have expected much to come of his offer of training – he’s extended the parameters multitudes of times to many individuals. Some adhered with enthusiasm and determination. Some handwaved and brushed it aside. He still wasn’t quite sure what to make of this mage in the making.
“Alys,” he rumbled, an arch to his brow as he crouched, watching, careful, eyes flickering over which holds she’d be snagging. “You could have asked me to come down.”
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
