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Pawns
May 25, 2017 17:35:12 GMT -6
Post by rose guy on May 25, 2017 17:35:12 GMT -6
Xhort ascended into the portal with a crooked grin. His gaze cast down upon Noctixmo who glared as he left the battlefield. Noctixmo slowly stood up, his joints cramped from tiring. He looked at the other adversaries still present, then to the dragon that had appeared. Was that Galvin? He turned his attention to Mickey, who seemed to be struggling the most. Pulling his blade out of the ground and clutching his shoulder, he launched a small ball of fire towards the trident-bearing woman, hoping to divert her attention.
Zadyn continued to observe the fight, looking over his shoulder with a raise of his brow as the elderly man he had been acquainted with emerged from a portal behind him, "How was it down there?" He asked, hands behind his back.
"The boy is potent, but I held back. Tell me, Zadyn - why do you seek 'fun' here over efficiency?"
"You strike me as a man who strives for knowledge, Xhort. A common trait between you and I." Zadyn outstretched a hand and gestured slowly, pointing across the horizon in front of them, "Do you not see what I see? A rich pool of resourceful insight - that we might take home with us."
Xhort smirked, "Heh. But I am perhaps not as studious. I possess the knowledge necessary to fulfill my goals - I simply seek now to return home and realise them. Next time, I will be expecting you to assist us."
Zadyn's lip curled into a smirk, turning his head back to look ahead, "Very well, then. I'll indulge your thirst for conflict."
Xhort nodded, quietly cynical of the remark. He watched through the portal as the others fought.
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