[Be the better man. He spent years trying to make that a reality, with relative success. The peace it bought him might have been tenuous, but it was bloodless and they had all been better off for it. Here too, he should heed that philosophy. Ignore the taunts so precisely laid out for him here and walk away from it all.
But those last few memories he had of home kept playing over and over in his mind, each time further fanning his rage. Chained down and useless as the kids tried valiantly to free him. The sight of Silco’s coldly smug face as he sent his men after them—sent a shimmer-infused brute tearing after them with the intent to kill, only barely held off by Vi. Speaking of—]
She’s not the only one from home I’ve had a chat with. [Did Silco know that Vander had not been the only one from their world to claw free from the soil and awaken here in Kenos mere days ago? Let him ruminate on that little morsel.
Vander won’t give him long, though; all the posturing had gone on long enough. As loathe as he was to take the bait, if Silco was feeling suicidal enough to provoke him like this, then he would grant him his wish. As hellbent as he was on causing harm, the time had come to take responsibility and put a stop to it. An echo of that fateful day years long past. His own footing shifted, one foot sliding back to prepare to propel him forward. His gaze drifted from the knife to his free and and back to Silco’s face, quickly calculating.]
Have it your way, then. I gave you your chance.
[And he pushed forward with sure-footed speed, one fist pulling back for a low swing. His whole body followed the arc of his arm, ready to use the momentum to keep his distance from that blade if it came swinging.]
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But those last few memories he had of home kept playing over and over in his mind, each time further fanning his rage. Chained down and useless as the kids tried valiantly to free him. The sight of Silco’s coldly smug face as he sent his men after them—sent a shimmer-infused brute tearing after them with the intent to kill, only barely held off by Vi. Speaking of—]
She’s not the only one from home I’ve had a chat with. [Did Silco know that Vander had not been the only one from their world to claw free from the soil and awaken here in Kenos mere days ago? Let him ruminate on that little morsel.
Vander won’t give him long, though; all the posturing had gone on long enough. As loathe as he was to take the bait, if Silco was feeling suicidal enough to provoke him like this, then he would grant him his wish. As hellbent as he was on causing harm, the time had come to take responsibility and put a stop to it. An echo of that fateful day years long past. His own footing shifted, one foot sliding back to prepare to propel him forward. His gaze drifted from the knife to his free and and back to Silco’s face, quickly calculating.]
Have it your way, then. I gave you your chance.
[And he pushed forward with sure-footed speed, one fist pulling back for a low swing. His whole body followed the arc of his arm, ready to use the momentum to keep his distance from that blade if it came swinging.]