( Wrath rarely loses an opportunity to learn about the magic of other worlds - it is unsurprising to him that blood would hold power in many different worlds. Even the act of spilling blood is one most demons including Wrath revel in, because of the power it indicates they have over the other individual, and he can learn so very much from the simple taste of it.
He follows the direction he points to. His gaze surveys the twisted roots beneath, the darkness of this grove, the feeling of death radiating from this space. Wrath responds with a nod even as he begins to move through the shadows beside him toward the feeling of it. )
...the anchor is not the only danger in these woods.
( Previously there were monsters, but it is difficult to anticipate what might occur now. Wrath removes the long dagger - serpent across the handle and lifts it. There's an almost hungry look in his eyes to think of what they might come across. )
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He follows the direction he points to. His gaze surveys the twisted roots beneath, the darkness of this grove, the feeling of death radiating from this space. Wrath responds with a nod even as he begins to move through the shadows beside him toward the feeling of it. )
...the anchor is not the only danger in these woods.
( Previously there were monsters, but it is difficult to anticipate what might occur now. Wrath removes the long dagger - serpent across the handle and lifts it. There's an almost hungry look in his eyes to think of what they might come across. )
We proceed with caution.