Across the bloody sand, he breaks into another smile.
"I'll set it up, you drop it."
At once, the skeletons burst into movement. They all clatter and clamor towards the Beast, intent on drawing its aggression and hemming it in. When Maul steps forward, it will be with a dozen spindly white shadows at his side.
The net of blood begins to weave itself up again, shimmering at the back of the Beast. He has always loved this part: putting together all the moves for the final takedown. It looks good in movies. It's not something he has gotten to do much of; God is so rarely in his own fights.
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"I'll set it up, you drop it."
At once, the skeletons burst into movement. They all clatter and clamor towards the Beast, intent on drawing its aggression and hemming it in. When Maul steps forward, it will be with a dozen spindly white shadows at his side.
The net of blood begins to weave itself up again, shimmering at the back of the Beast. He has always loved this part: putting together all the moves for the final takedown. It looks good in movies. It's not something he has gotten to do much of; God is so rarely in his own fights.