video — un: starburst.

[valeas]

( Wei Wuxian and Emilia are perched up on a tall building.

Two dragons act as their wind buffers — recent arrivals from Serthica, for those who remember the fissured citadel. The narration feels compelled to stress that despite the buffering in question, the hair of these characters billows fabulously behind them, even as they look a bit rundown.

Emilia's anger has smoldered away somewhat, a low murmur in the background. )

Yesterday, a soldier of the Hand requested Wei Wuxian and I demonstrate hand-to-hand combat for the new recruits of the army. These recruits were ferocious, unpredictable, and ... eerily good at mimicry.

Their handlers were frightened of them.

After this session concluded, we were offered a 'booster' to replenish our strength. We refused, as we learned it was essentially diluted black water. The same black waters that resurrected the dead in the arena today.

Comments

[mustact]

[ Listen, he's an assassin and all, but-- ]

The Hand is a large organisation. They cannot be so easily dealt with.

[downswing]

Not with such scant conviction.

[mustact]

[ FIRST OF ALL--

Rude. ]

What would you propose?

[downswing]

We number enough to attack.

[mustact]

And start a war?

[downswing]

Unless we finish in one turn.

[mustact]

We cannot defeat all of Ephes in one turn.