@reapcrbunny​ sent: dahlia merely stares at him before she   .  .   deposits a sewer skink into zenos' hands.   his now.  

          ‘ what an... interesting gift. ’    he commented half-heartedly at first, then brought the said offering closer for a more thorough inspection, wondering if there were any hidden implications beneath such a meager thing. surely it must bear some since the hero herself had personally seen to its deliverance after all?     

          ‘ what are you trying to convey, my friend? perhaps a threat? or a reminder? that my existence poses as nothing more than a mere sewer skink in your heart? that you deem it so insignificant, so irrelevant in your grand scheme of playing the saviour? that you have no hatred, no rancor left for me? ’     zenos mulled, seemingly impressed with her amusing creativity even at something as frivolous as insulting. a vague smile tugged at his lips. he put the sewer skink— the warrior of light’s challenge declaration into his pouch.     ‘ very well. mark my word, hero, that one day, your passion for me shall burn brighter than the star itself, and your fury shall wash over these lands as we lock horn in a dance of blood. and until that day, i await for you. ’