Panting, still shaking, Azwel watches her as she circles and makes her way further into the shadows. He isn't about to lose her in this darkness, so he takes a step toward her in one direction, then in another, trying to follow.
"So cold, so... meaningless...." he whispers before regaining his voice, whereupon he gives a stringy, unstable giggle. "As though there could be any kind of meaning! My Anya, my only reason for living... nothing more than food!" Another mad laugh. "Such an uncaring world that could create this manner of creature! Perhaps we should both leave it!"
With this, he charges forward, blue and red light flickering into a giant greataxe that whistles down through the air toward her.
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Date: 2019-06-03 07:02 am (UTC)"So cold, so... meaningless...." he whispers before regaining his voice, whereupon he gives a stringy, unstable giggle. "As though there could be any kind of meaning! My Anya, my only reason for living... nothing more than food!" Another mad laugh. "Such an uncaring world that could create this manner of creature! Perhaps we should both leave it!"
With this, he charges forward, blue and red light flickering into a giant greataxe that whistles down through the air toward her.