Nov 1, 2018
@voicecflight
The younger Darkins eyes turned up to the clouds as he watched the giant serpent of stars twist his gigantic body around. Although he would usually be shocked, he had grown accustomed to things much bigger than him in size. Aatrox was one to thank for that. His elder brother had towered over him in the battlefield before. But he had mentally prepared himself for whatever the dragon was going to say. Most likely it was going to be a remark of disgust. His eyes turned to the golden claws that adorned his fingers, pale lips turning into a sneer as he had felt the eyes of the starforger gaze down at him. “To what do I owe this... blessing.” He says, voice dripping with venom towards the celestial.