Uriel smirked a bit. So it was a three-side battle now, then. Well, that was just better. He was already having a better time than he could remember having at any point during the last few centuries.
With a glance he took in the events of the battleground. Destruction was still face down in the snow. War was running down the hill towards him, soaked and obviously out for revenge. The latest additions to the battle were now both firing snowballs at him, most of which he subconsciously avoided but was hit by a few. And to the side, stood Famine.
...And the top of the hill was now clear.
A grin spread onto his face as he got an idea. Willing the back of his robe to open, he unfolded his wings. Quickly rising into air, he headed for Famine, ignoring the snowballs fired at him. If he only could get his ally to the top of the hill with himself, they'd have the best ground in the battle. That thought sure was appealing.
"Ready to take over the hill?" he shouted to Famine, unable to wipe the wide grin from his face.
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With a glance he took in the events of the battleground. Destruction was still face down in the snow. War was running down the hill towards him, soaked and obviously out for revenge. The latest additions to the battle were now both firing snowballs at him, most of which he subconsciously avoided but was hit by a few. And to the side, stood Famine.
...And the top of the hill was now clear.
A grin spread onto his face as he got an idea. Willing the back of his robe to open, he unfolded his wings. Quickly rising into air, he headed for Famine, ignoring the snowballs fired at him. If he only could get his ally to the top of the hill with himself, they'd have the best ground in the battle. That thought sure was appealing.
"Ready to take over the hill?" he shouted to Famine, unable to wipe the wide grin from his face.