03-29-2016, 11:02 AM
Okor was distracted by other things. Maybe it was time to make his leave. Was it really worth it, though? Abandoning everyone? He certainly wasn't a coward, but he knew when he wasn't gonna win. Maybe he could call some help? Perhaps that'd work. There has got to be more than just these Primes out here. The good natured ones, like... like Ambrosia, perhaps. Though how would they get here in time, and how would they be able to fight the Harbinger? It hurt his head just to think by now. Hauling himself up from the ground, he stared at the gate. It was time.
Maybe he would leave with a small gift. Hopefully that would be helpful enough as to turn the tides of this battle. Probably not. But goddamn if he didn't try. He took his sword from his sheath, throwing into the Nexus, and in the middle of the fight. Time to go, now.
Maybe he would leave with a small gift. Hopefully that would be helpful enough as to turn the tides of this battle. Probably not. But goddamn if he didn't try. He took his sword from his sheath, throwing into the Nexus, and in the middle of the fight. Time to go, now.