09-10-2020, 05:45 PM
Nhysa knelt down in front of him but Li watched the pair leave. He didn't stop to schedule any additional time. He could teach Mik, Mik had wanted to learn to fight, but Li hadn't been able to then. Perhaps when his counterpart came back he could exchange information with him. But Li wasn't sure he wanted to teach that here. He felt lost in the wake of the weaves that had fled with the reborn god he'd just met, even the walls that had been free standing were gone. But the taint of the fire shifted on the currents of the central air.
Li looked to Nhyssa and frowned. "That is why they hunt people like us." He knew exactly what the Atharim was, he had known when he found out and he flaunted his gift so openly. He came here bringing whatever might have followed him without fear. What monsters would follow in his wake. Li had never expected his mystical arts to pull in the already skilled -- more like his friend. Li wondered if the man would return. Li wasn't afraid of monsters, but that boy god was Atharim. Li should have inquired to how he lost the limb, or how the other man had come to the scar. Monsters to the children?
Doubt filtered through his usual serene calm. The mist creature had shaken him beyond a man he could recognize. "I wonder if he knows about the creatures that attacked us yesterday. He obviously still fights the good fight. How the Atharim have not found him..." Li's words trailed off, his thoughts getting lost in what he might have brought to his door step, what if other Atharim had followed him here. It wasn't like Li was afraid of them, he hadn't hidden his ability. But no, Li wondered if he should have. Wonder peirced his doubt, when he thought of what had happened to the man the authorities dragged away. Why was that man not locked up with his casual use of the power?
Li looked to Nhyssa and frowned. "That is why they hunt people like us." He knew exactly what the Atharim was, he had known when he found out and he flaunted his gift so openly. He came here bringing whatever might have followed him without fear. What monsters would follow in his wake. Li had never expected his mystical arts to pull in the already skilled -- more like his friend. Li wondered if the man would return. Li wasn't afraid of monsters, but that boy god was Atharim. Li should have inquired to how he lost the limb, or how the other man had come to the scar. Monsters to the children?
Doubt filtered through his usual serene calm. The mist creature had shaken him beyond a man he could recognize. "I wonder if he knows about the creatures that attacked us yesterday. He obviously still fights the good fight. How the Atharim have not found him..." Li's words trailed off, his thoughts getting lost in what he might have brought to his door step, what if other Atharim had followed him here. It wasn't like Li was afraid of them, he hadn't hidden his ability. But no, Li wondered if he should have. Wonder peirced his doubt, when he thought of what had happened to the man the authorities dragged away. Why was that man not locked up with his casual use of the power?
“What you must do," said Monkey, "is lure the monster from its hiding place, but be certain it is a fight you can survive.”