- Pronoun
- they or she
"I don't need any goddamn help," spat Seth, like the suggestion was offensive to him. This guy did not like the idea of teaming up. "And I can beat the shit outta the lot of you."
Seth's words sounded more like trash-talk than a confident threat. Then his eyes fell on Archie's blade, and his face lit up in a mad grin. With his uncorrupted paw, he reached into his mane and pulled a silver visor into place, and plucked an item from a bandolier strapped tight around his torso. He tossed the glittering orb up into the air and caught it, repeatedly, almost like a trainer toying with their pokéball.
His face contorted into a menacing snarl at Nova's words. At being called 'kid'. He turned to the Null, and lowered his head in an intense stare. In the bright moonlight, a resemblance to Wes became visible – a channel of white fur across his muzzle.
"Whatever," he scoffed, dismissing Nova out of hand.
The Lycanroc scanned the group, looking for something, and spotted Wes there. The violent joy sprang back onto his lips, and he crushed his dungeon orb in his fist, its magic seeping into him with an uncanny glow.
"Good. You brought the off-brand Lycas. Fucking bring it, you fucking knockoff. Let's dance!"
Seth's words sounded more like trash-talk than a confident threat. Then his eyes fell on Archie's blade, and his face lit up in a mad grin. With his uncorrupted paw, he reached into his mane and pulled a silver visor into place, and plucked an item from a bandolier strapped tight around his torso. He tossed the glittering orb up into the air and caught it, repeatedly, almost like a trainer toying with their pokéball.
His face contorted into a menacing snarl at Nova's words. At being called 'kid'. He turned to the Null, and lowered his head in an intense stare. In the bright moonlight, a resemblance to Wes became visible – a channel of white fur across his muzzle.
"Whatever," he scoffed, dismissing Nova out of hand.
The Lycanroc scanned the group, looking for something, and spotted Wes there. The violent joy sprang back onto his lips, and he crushed his dungeon orb in his fist, its magic seeping into him with an uncanny glow.
"Good. You brought the off-brand Lycas. Fucking bring it, you fucking knockoff. Let's dance!"
Seth's Scheme! Seth got +2 Spd and became pumped up! A sandstorm whipped up!
Seth used his Healthy Orb.
Good luck, heroic spirits! I am with you.
No matter how dark it gets.
No matter how dark it gets.
[ ] Objective: Defeat Seth Lycas.
[ ] Objective: Discover what Seth is protecting.