All of the Kings of Old can fuck off so far as I'm concerned.
[He lifts his hand, looking at the way the skin's gone ashy and pale, cracks fanning out over his body.]
Not gonna change anything now. But... how d'you know...?
[A long suffering sigh and he drops his hand, shaking his head.] You're no ones twin, Chancellor... especially not a man dead for centuries. Nice try but we're not all that ignorant of Lucian history.
[And in the space of a heartbeat he's grasped the blade at his thigh, flinging it at a point above Izunia's head as he lunges forward, meaning for the attack to send him rushing at the redhead to plant his good foot in the center of his chest with all the momentum of that warp behind him.]
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[Hold on... What!?]
All of the Kings of Old can fuck off so far as I'm concerned.
[He lifts his hand, looking at the way the skin's gone ashy and pale, cracks fanning out over his body.]
Not gonna change anything now. But... how d'you know...?
[A long suffering sigh and he drops his hand, shaking his head.] You're no ones twin, Chancellor... especially not a man dead for centuries. Nice try but we're not all that ignorant of Lucian history.
[And in the space of a heartbeat he's grasped the blade at his thigh, flinging it at a point above Izunia's head as he lunges forward, meaning for the attack to send him rushing at the redhead to plant his good foot in the center of his chest with all the momentum of that warp behind him.]