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“Cease your insults,” Saladin barked. | “Cease your insults,” Saladin barked. | ||
Perun shot him a surprised look. “That’s an insult? I kinda like | Perun shot him a surprised look. “That’s an insult? I kinda like 'Wolves.’” | ||
"Begone, wolves,” Segoth sneered. “These people are mine.” | "Begone, wolves,” Segoth sneered. “These people are mine.” | ||
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“Situational awareness. Not courage. I go where I can do the most good. Thank you for seeing me.” Felwinter’s voice sounded as hollow as his helmet. Citan wanted to knock it clean off the Iron Lord’s bony shoulders. He could do it with a single punch. | “Situational awareness. Not courage. I go where I can do the most good. Thank you for seeing me.” Felwinter’s voice sounded as hollow as his helmet. Citan wanted to knock it clean off the Iron Lord’s bony shoulders. He could do it with a single punch. | ||
“As I recall, you used to have a throne on that Light-forsaken peak, | “As I recall, you used to have a throne on that Light-forsaken peak, 'til you joined up with the wolves. You’re the only Warlord I know who held an entire mountain.” | ||
“[[Felwinter Peak]].” | “[[Felwinter Peak]].” | ||
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"Hm." Jolder took a pair of gauntlets out of the chest and put them on. "Saladin's better at staying calm under pressure." | "Hm." Jolder took a pair of gauntlets out of the chest and put them on. "Saladin's better at staying calm under pressure." | ||
"We need a second, it's | "We need a second, it's 'cause you're dead. No one will be calm." | ||
"Right. Efrideet, then. She fights better when she's angry." Jolder tightened the straps of her gauntlets, then made a fist. "Hold this?" She handed Perun a shield, golden and reflective as a mirror. | "Right. Efrideet, then. She fights better when she's angry." Jolder tightened the straps of her gauntlets, then made a fist. "Hold this?" She handed Perun a shield, golden and reflective as a mirror. | ||
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“Where are you taking me?” Felwinter rushes to Timur’s side, his eyes jumping focus, anticipating another attack. | “Where are you taking me?” Felwinter rushes to Timur’s side, his eyes jumping focus, anticipating another attack. | ||
“You seem far too obsessed with these | “You seem far too obsessed with these '[[Warmind]]s’.” Timur stops and stares into the horizon as if smelling something; not danger, discovery. He draws his fellow Iron Lord close. “Tell me, Felwinter,” he whispers, “what does the word Seraph mean to you?” | ||
Felwinter leans in to whisper back. “Old Earth theology? I know its power well; one can make great use of the traps of faith and its myths.” | Felwinter leans in to whisper back. “Old Earth theology? I know its power well; one can make great use of the traps of faith and its myths.” | ||
“Damn you, [[Exo]]s!” The whisper game abandoned. “Do you even ponder the before? Or that number etched into your | “Damn you, [[Exo]]s!” The whisper game abandoned. “Do you even ponder the before? Or that number etched into your 'flesh’? Do you see yourself in your dreams? Th—” | ||
A shank. Then another, then more. Felwinter hits the ground and reaches for his sidearm. Timur hates interruptions and his face shows it. A wash of Arc Light grows in his hands and erupts as the pack of machine dogs falls nearly in unison. | A shank. Then another, then more. Felwinter hits the ground and reaches for his sidearm. Timur hates interruptions and his face shows it. A wash of Arc Light grows in his hands and erupts as the pack of machine dogs falls nearly in unison. | ||