A tight, annoyed look slants sideways at Vincent is all the acknowledgement given to him.
There's no use in arguing with Edgard. There is plenty else demanding their attention now, and if Edgard chooses to make his own way forward after all is said and done—
Well. That will be his own choice. At the moment, they need to consider how they might survive long enough to argue the way forward.
"Stay behind me," she instructs. A prescient warning, because the first of the Imperial soldiers comes staggering from the pathway between the crumbling warehouses. Further shouting rises above the roar of fire. Broadsword in hand, his focus locks on their small party. Derrica's jaw tightens, but that too will have to wait.
She draws the heavy, weighted ornament encasing the focus of her staff through the air to bring a purple-tinged strike of lightening down to sizzle along the water-slick, red lyrium-studded tentacle, then leap further, catching at each appendage that rises out of the water in objection.
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There's no use in arguing with Edgard. There is plenty else demanding their attention now, and if Edgard chooses to make his own way forward after all is said and done—
Well. That will be his own choice. At the moment, they need to consider how they might survive long enough to argue the way forward.
"Stay behind me," she instructs. A prescient warning, because the first of the Imperial soldiers comes staggering from the pathway between the crumbling warehouses. Further shouting rises above the roar of fire. Broadsword in hand, his focus locks on their small party. Derrica's jaw tightens, but that too will have to wait.
She draws the heavy, weighted ornament encasing the focus of her staff through the air to bring a purple-tinged strike of lightening down to sizzle along the water-slick, red lyrium-studded tentacle, then leap further, catching at each appendage that rises out of the water in objection.