@learningtodie asked: you're lucky i can fix this . (from thero!) / 𝐹𝐼𝐿𝐿𝑂𝑅𝑌 ⅋ 𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑: still accepting.
Well, that went poorly for an undercover assignment.
"Yeah? And who do you gather's the one who got us into this mess?" Henry winches when he moves. In front of them, the street's dust, pluming sand, and clobbered well upstarts. Dear goodness, it had been one hell of a bloody quarrel, though, hadn't it been?, with their words and spitting venom gone souring into fists. Soon, even the brutish bout of battering had worsened into swordplay. Then a feral storm of magic. And tempests. Now, peace. Oh lord, dealing with casters will always go to hell, but looking at Thero as his body jolts and crackles? Fucking lightning!. At least now, he supposes, he's one to call friend. "Sakra. What's the tally on what it is you owe me now?" A joke. Why does he always jump in to take the blow for him? Foolish knights! Foolish men with their heads in fables! "It's fine." It hurts. "I'll make it."
