“ So something has happened to her, then. “
Mydei’s gaze hardened with determination, turning to Dan Heng as well, a hand outstretched as he spoke.
“ If there’s a way of reaching her, try as soon as possible. The longer we wait, the more dire the situation becomes. “
——>
- location. Especially you, Dan Heng."
Her gaze shifted over between Mydei and Dan Heng. Every word seemed to hang in the air with an additional weight that had not been present before the conversation had taken on this tone.
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His eyes finally opened.
“ What’s the situation? How dire is it? And most importantly—— “
A fist against his open palm.
“ How quickly can we deal with it? “
“ If the circumstances were better, we wouldn’t be here at all. “
Mydeimos’ arms crossed over his chest, eyes closing as he stated his words matter-of-factly.
“ Let’s save the sentiment for later. A drink once all this has been settled—— speaking of which. “
——>
- wish the circumstances were better.
The threads have been vibrating an unusual amount as if foreboding some major event. For what it may be, it is difficult to certain so we should all be ready."
Every thread seemed to vibrate, almost making a humming noise I the air.
" Deliverer. What is with you? "
These weren't hits Phainon would normally take. Mydei stepped back to give the other space to breathe, crossing his arms.
" You're sloppy today. "
⠀He saw stars briefly before shaking his head.
“You really landed a hit there!” He laughed, rubbing at the side of his head. He could feel a bruise starting to form.
He let out an audible 'oof!' as he he was launched backwards, landing on his feet before launching forward to throw his own punches. A feint to the left, before he threw a right hook.
⠀Without warning, he flung himself forward, a grin staying as he lowered his body, avoiding any punch thrown his way, using his shoulder to slam into the other’s side.
Mydei shot a slew of his crystals to distract the Deliverer, using the opportunity to land his fist inches before Phainon's face, stopping him weaving.
" Checkmate. Watch your surroundings. "
He called, as he leapt back.
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⠀The fight. . . was exhilarating!
The Deliverer found himself in a sort of combat dance, his boots moving across the field as he dodged punches that would leave him breathless, using Dawnbreaker to deflect some of them.
“You fight well, Mydei!” He called with his —
⠀“I take it you want to go all out? I mean, it is /your/ style after all.”
Without waiting for a response, Phainon had Dawnbreaker out, holding the hilt with a tight grip.