𝕶𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ᵒᶠ⌢ 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝓖𝓊͟𝒾͟𝓁͟𝒹͟

o’ my enemy, do i terrify, or only prove my worth ? for righteousness must be enough —— i trust the path i serve.

The rock Iron Heart had struck would chip and break, said strike having knocked off a small yet very notable portion of the surface, though this had the effect of the Bowgunner momentarily holding her arm and very obviously suppressing a scream. Only for Heli’s gauntleted arm-

Oh that was most certainly muscle memory kicking in. You don’t down hundreds if not thousands of shots or bottles and NOT have a knack for getting drinks down your gullet quickly. With the drink emptied, the Bowgunner pocketed the container and chuckled at the mention of her-

Time slowed to a crawl. The world gasped as a crime most unspeakable had been committed. Her one good eye tracked her now airborne bottle, the damn thing flying faster than her body could reasonably react even with her mind registering everything. Soon the bottle would break on-

“Then why you worried of me sharing?” She would ask with a shrug, dusting herself off as well before opening up a big jar of Mega Armorskin. “You want this, too? Could need it~” She would reply with a laugh, chugging that thing down disturbingly fast.

Waving her off without so much as a word, Thadd reached up to rub his temples, nodding once to the sand skiff captain to get moving. It would be a long journey ahead, and having a migraine for half of it was a terrible start. Months had passed since the Seal Hunter’s +

Iron Heart’s hand came up to do that whole ‘yapping’ motion once again, before she waved Heli off. “Please, what come of sharing this, hm? All they hear, is I save your life.” Seems like that was going to be as close to a promise of silence as Heli would recieve, one greyed-

"What you mean of getting tired? What place you mean?" Tilting his head at the other, he raised an eyebrow. "The plains? This world? Or just the guild? All would kinda fit here." It wasn't a secret between them, that he wasn't from that place afterall, so why act coy here. -

An intense stand-off would ensue, with Iron Heart very clearly internally debating doing exactly that. Her hand would very suddenly release Heli’s wrist, though she remained facing the knight. “Ty nichego ne znayesh' o tom, o chom govorish'.” She would say, one hand reaching-