[Nyx waits a moment to respond, listening intently. The wolves that had still been alive beat a fast retreat back into the woods, and after a moment Nyx is confident that they're gone for now. Not a one of them was unscathed.]
Think so.
[He lowers his blades at last and moves to step on some burning grass. Starting a forest fire might keep these things out, but he doubts it would turn out well for Chroma either.]
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Think so.
[He lowers his blades at last and moves to step on some burning grass. Starting a forest fire might keep these things out, but he doubts it would turn out well for Chroma either.]
Are you hurt?