[ except that her quiet acquiesence is almost more grating on his nerves then her insistence on claiming she's not a woman and (more frequently then he'd like to admit), he turns often to ensure she's following along like a good, little demon princess should.
Except, well.
They are in a war zone and with a sharp intake of breath, he's suddenly reaching for his sword and unsheathing it at once, knowing off the head of an imp falling down from the heavens as he leaped out of the trees surrounding them.
Was it a vision induced by madness or is that silver orb rising from it's chest something of significance? It didn't matter though, not right now. Not when they were being ambushed on all sides by the sudden spawning of an imp horde. Curse this damn game and curse its fallacies! ]
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Except, well.
They are in a war zone and with a sharp intake of breath, he's suddenly reaching for his sword and unsheathing it at once, knowing off the head of an imp falling down from the heavens as he leaped out of the trees surrounding them.
Was it a vision induced by madness or is that silver orb rising from it's chest something of significance? It didn't matter though, not right now. Not when they were being ambushed on all sides by the sudden spawning of an imp horde. Curse this damn game and curse its fallacies! ]