[The look sent towards the Knights was dismissive and disinterested, not a shred of concern to be had in it. And indeed, why would there be? Even before Nidhogg had taken the Elezen's body, Estinien alone would have been more than a match for them.]
Not barely a shred of him remains to return.
[Barely a shred, and it was impossible to read whether or not the wyrm was actually lying, his face impassive, his tone revealing nothing but cruel scorn.]
And what little does remain will die today, with you, his final, crumbling pillar of stability.
[And not an idle threat either, the lance already in one clawed hand as he spoke, the wyrm advancing as the very last syllable left him, heedless of the other two Knights.]
just five more mom
Not barely a shred of him remains to return.
[Barely a shred, and it was impossible to read whether or not the wyrm was actually lying, his face impassive, his tone revealing nothing but cruel scorn.]
And what little does remain will die today, with you, his final, crumbling pillar of stability.
[And not an idle threat either, the lance already in one clawed hand as he spoke, the wyrm advancing as the very last syllable left him, heedless of the other two Knights.]