Burn

Their journey to consume the mortal realm and use it as a stepping stone to higher places was massive, to be sure, but with so many Abraxas banding together they were sure to accomplish it.

As Razi stepped away Phenex felt the cool air replace her. He shook his pelt minutely to set the hair back where it belonged and swung his head around to watch her sit. She was a brave one, to speak so brazenly of their father. Their father was a God banished from the heavens, and was righteously mad. He was a force to be reckoned with, even if he was wearing blinders.

Reckless warriors - they were all a little reckless, Phenex thought, it was part of their makeup. Being demigods they were harder to kill, only a few of their vast numbers had fallen since their Father had begun his journey. This lent them bravery that they used to survive, a recklessness that Razi mentioned.

”The mortals will fall, cut down by our teeth,” Phenex asserted, flashing his own pearly whites in demonstration. He paused, considering his sister for a moment before asking, ”Healing is helping the body put itself back together. What have you learned of the opposite?”

Did she know of herbs that would assist them in their goal? Plants that would destroy the body, break down cell walls and bleed them dry? Phenex was not so proud that he wouldn’t use methods other than his teeth to win. Anything that got their family to their destiny was worth it.