dominion unbound

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Fire engine red covered his elegant body, though it was marred or maybe accented by the web of black scars that threaded across his shoulders and thighs. They almost looked like roots or veins and gave him a more ominous look. She'd need to ask him to pose for her some time so she could draw him! Get down the lithe figure that booted so many guardians across the way.

Echo leaned back on her haunches and laughed lightly. "Coward? Ha! I just wanna know how you did it! As a hunter, I'm a firm believer in the old adage of 'live today, fight tomorrow'. Cowards yield and run away, then grovel when they're caught. We've got an Eliksni stuck on Europa who fills that category. Nah, you fought and got away with your life. That's a skill anyone with a brain should use!"

"I was worthy," he replied simply. To the best of his knowledge, it was all he could come up with. With that came the questions of, had he truly been worthy, why had he been left here?

"I serve it, unrelentingly. It saw something within me that I did not see in myself. The only way to sharpen a blade is complete, utter devotion." The word seeped out in a hiss, heavy.

Rhulk turned his attention back to the mural, eyes... softening? What did that mean?

He has refrained from portraying the Witness in too many murals, he felt it would look as if he fell into some sort of disrespectful idol worship, but this particular painting was grand and tall with delicate clawstrokes at its edges. Great care had gone into it.

The whispers|sayings|omens of The Witness's influence grew ever louder for its diciple. Ever closer to his final path, he is guided further and further to the last|only|complete destiny he serves. A crumbling dying world crushed beneath his might.

The Witness observes from a distance. Gaze unwavering. Focused.

Fingertips twitch but unknown to anyone. Its expression is subtle|internal, like hairline fractions on bone. Reality starts to crack around it, a mirrored realm cracking more and more as Witness finds Rhulk in his current location. The world is dim. Anything outside of their peripheral bubble is nonexistent.

Rhulk dropped to his knee, bowing his head obediently for the being with his arms spread wide.

"My Witness," he began, "The plan was a success. The arjani feed the Final Shape." The latest species he had held in conquest, at the hand of the Witness. Miniscule in comparison to their cause, he felt, but this was what he had been procured for after all.

He raised his head, daring to look at it from his kneel.

@mantleoflight

She's definitely being watched out of the corner of her eye. The owner of said pyramid was standing ominously to the side, though his head remained tilted, studying the guardian, eyebrows crinkled together in thought.

"You severely underestimate my responsibilities if you assume I idly drone about awaiting your disturbances for entertainment."