Neos
Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
The motions of her feet cause Neos to look up towards her, a look of sorrow in his narrowed eyes. He had been expecting a swing, despite the state he was in, so he steps to the side. "No, no I can't," he says, completely sidestepping the question before that. "However, it seems more dangerous than usual to anger the divine especially in this world."
He then suddenly shifts stance, a growl in his voice as he rushes forward. However, he expects a retaliation to the head-on motion, so he jumps up to whatever action he tries against him, flipping over her head with practiced ease to try to get in a shot with a downwards kick before landing upon the ground, hopefully on his feet.
"Sorry, I've had a lot on the mind lately," he said after all that, entering a relaxed stance to brace himself for whatever may come for him this time.
He then suddenly shifts stance, a growl in his voice as he rushes forward. However, he expects a retaliation to the head-on motion, so he jumps up to whatever action he tries against him, flipping over her head with practiced ease to try to get in a shot with a downwards kick before landing upon the ground, hopefully on his feet.
"Sorry, I've had a lot on the mind lately," he said after all that, entering a relaxed stance to brace himself for whatever may come for him this time.
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies
I make no apologies
This is me
