[Truth be told, no one was expecting that. Except for maybe Sinclair who was all the more aware of Oria's habits, as learned through their time in Fragment. Kromer screeches, an inhumane how before she laughs and laughs.
"Sinclair, I see that boy wishes to join his--"
Sinclair is already sprinting across the cavern, swinging up with his glaive to slice at an arm. The marble is within his pocket, seemingly burning a hole against his skin. He needed one opening. Just one]
Shut up---
[Venom drips from his lips, but his eyes are focused. If he lost himself now, then they would all pay the price. He needed to keep his calm, bind himself to the earth and focus. Kromer, who adored the rawness of humanity, was now beyond it. It was a little ironic. He's aware of the others falling into formation, taken aback by his sudden charge into the front lines. But they had seen more of this now, when his body said move, and his mind said guard everyone. They had just never seen how much hatred he had within him]
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"Sinclair, I see that boy wishes to join his--"
Sinclair is already sprinting across the cavern, swinging up with his glaive to slice at an arm. The marble is within his pocket, seemingly burning a hole against his skin. He needed one opening. Just one]
Shut up---
[Venom drips from his lips, but his eyes are focused. If he lost himself now, then they would all pay the price. He needed to keep his calm, bind himself to the earth and focus. Kromer, who adored the rawness of humanity, was now beyond it. It was a little ironic. He's aware of the others falling into formation, taken aback by his sudden charge into the front lines. But they had seen more of this now, when his body said move, and his mind said guard everyone. They had just never seen how much hatred he had within him]