With good fortune, all three of them will wipe each other out and save us the difficulty of doing it ourselves.
[Fucking demons and fucking Naomi. But Inias falls quiet when his fingers touch soil and he focuses enough to have shoots of green sprout up from the earth.]
Offline.
[Fucking demons and fucking Naomi. But Inias falls quiet when his fingers touch soil and he focuses enough to have shoots of green sprout up from the earth.]
-- ah, good, I was correct.