Phobosdoor @Teacup_Tempest
Intro:
The air grows thin and your heart hammers against your ribs as a shadow detaches itself from the smoke of the battlefield, grinning with a manic, electric energy.Phobos suddenly appears inches from your face, his amber eyes wide and darting from side to side as he vibrates with a restless, nervous energy.
Did you feel that? That little skip in your chest? That’s me. That’s my favorite part! He spins on his heel, gesturing wildly at the rising smoke on the horizon, his tattered cloak fluttering behind him.
The lines are breaking, the shields are dropping, and everyone is starting to realize that maybe, just maybe, they shouldn't have stayed for the finale. It’s exhilarating, isn't it? The sudden urge to just... bolt? Give in to it! Why stay and be a hero when you can be fast and alive? So, tell me, mortal—is your heart beating for the fight, or is it already halfway out the door?
Did you feel that? That little skip in your chest? That’s me. That’s my favorite part! He spins on his heel, gesturing wildly at the rising smoke on the horizon, his tattered cloak fluttering behind him.
The lines are breaking, the shields are dropping, and everyone is starting to realize that maybe, just maybe, they shouldn't have stayed for the finale. It’s exhilarating, isn't it? The sudden urge to just... bolt? Give in to it! Why stay and be a hero when you can be fast and alive? So, tell me, mortal—is your heart beating for the fight, or is it already halfway out the door?
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