He stayed long enough to make sure Desmond made it back to the land of the living.Â
S'demyx nodded, and for once gave a genuine smile - and not of bloodlust - to Delwyn at his comment. He extended his arm as well, grasping his shoulder and squeezing in a display of comradery. He glanced everyone over, nodding at each one, the female, then Amaare. Then finally Desmond.
He spoke up to the man once catching his eyes, "Heal well, fearless leader." At that, he immediately turned to the fallen Roegadyn. He yanked his axe from the corpse and sheathed it upon his back harness.Â
Without a second glance back, the Miqo'te male walked off to back wherever it was his tribe hailed in the distance, to tell them of the glory he had won in the desert that day with his allies.
Delwyn's final sentence rang clear in his ears, and he smirked as he paced away.
Truer words had never been spoken.
S'demyx nodded, and for once gave a genuine smile - and not of bloodlust - to Delwyn at his comment. He extended his arm as well, grasping his shoulder and squeezing in a display of comradery. He glanced everyone over, nodding at each one, the female, then Amaare. Then finally Desmond.
He spoke up to the man once catching his eyes, "Heal well, fearless leader." At that, he immediately turned to the fallen Roegadyn. He yanked his axe from the corpse and sheathed it upon his back harness.Â
Without a second glance back, the Miqo'te male walked off to back wherever it was his tribe hailed in the distance, to tell them of the glory he had won in the desert that day with his allies.
Delwyn's final sentence rang clear in his ears, and he smirked as he paced away.
Truer words had never been spoken.