[ dextera nods. this probably should not be fun, but zelda’s enthusiasm for it makes it feel more like a sport than a quest or a necessity. if the defense force were always like this, then maybe dextera would join it. ]
…
[ as soon as the skeleton is close enough, dextera pulls his hand back in gearing up for a punch—and his hand illuminates with that familiar holy glow, before he throws all his strength into swinging at it.
rather than shattering upon impact, it dissipates. ]
no subject
…
[ as soon as the skeleton is close enough, dextera pulls his hand back in gearing up for a punch—and his hand illuminates with that familiar holy glow, before he throws all his strength into swinging at it.
rather than shattering upon impact, it dissipates. ]