remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
Deimos was much the same – born, embedded, and encouraged throughout modicums of magic from childhood. Inherent and traditional, expected no matter the danger aspects of things that ran through his blood, it’d been a natural occurrence for those in Isilme, and by extension Helovia, to be immersed and entangled within incantations. As natural as breathing, as easy as a stray thought.But it still made him laugh as Sah refused to relent; entirely coaxed and cajoled into masterful exploits. A loosening of coiled, contorted fragments unfurled, encouraged and amused to unleash more of the boundaries of fire and flame. Where Sah might have wished for something within the Sword to be smothered, it wouldn’t be his soul nor his flames, and instead, he urged them higher and higher, out of the dust’s reach, climbing to maelstrom and infernal heights. Some even distorted, rippled outwards, striving to swarm and surround, overwhelm.
out for vengeance
DEIMOS
