[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/iZkeSgd.jpg?1[/img] [b]Goldas x Mary x Phoebe - [@j8cob] -[@TheHangedMan][/b] [/center] [indent] [i]Easy,[/i] he urged himself melancholy, his deadly intent to claw, raze, and destroy boiling to the surface. Not a single soul in Luna Crescente had known. Not a mouse or bird, cat or bug could have guessed the sporadic destruction he had left along his trails. So how could he blame Golem’s Mary Boyce for testing the waters. She hadn’t known that she was the worst possible opponent for him. That her plants meant nothing to his devastating flames. He had to keep up the act, the mask that was glued to his face. Goldas’ smile faded into a saddened half-frown as Mary’s plant’s receded back into the ground; through the cobblestone and smooth earth beneath. He was looking at Phoebe when his composure was slowly gathered. For a long, inconsiderate moment, he just stared at her with chargin. When he did turn his eyes to Mary, it seemed she had just finished a long speech. One that he had heard, his Dragonslayer hearing making it impossible to miss, but he would pretend to have ignored entirely. He touched his cheek with his index. “Sorry, I’m just now realizing how innocently cute my guildmate is.” Then beneath his breath, so quiet that it went missing in the wind he said, “There’s no beauty in battle though. Only pain and bloodshed.” Goldas intook air so sharp that it sounded loudly, the breath that followed suit was heated beyond the abilities of the human body. “I’m bored now. Guess I’ll go find more gullible, less strong-willed women to play with. You two are stretching my charming muscles to tattered strips of flesh.” He turned to walk away but stopped mid-twist, looking to Phoebe in that same, hurt expression from before. The wicked charm in his eyes dulled as they fell to the ground. “This is outta of character for me, so don’t take it to heart. Just know I’m sorry, I’ll let you figure out what for.” Then he started off again, his pacing and long strides taking him five feet from the girls in less-than a second. [/indent]