@centuryslept / starter call.
“i finished off the guardian at the bridge,” the warrior said. it was nothing, of course, for the great revali. he’d made quick work of the machine, unleashing a flurry of arrows at scuttling tentacles and at the erratically tracking laser of its eye. “lost track at around, huh, seventy-three moblin after that.” they too had fallen swiftly to the fierce gale of the rito, talons flashing keenly as he swooped and grappled and loosed a rain of arrows upon the beasts. not that he’ll ever react to anyone’s feats, he added silently, scornfully. “even with that fancy sword i’ll say, hmm, half? if i’m being generous.”








