The battle had raged for hours now, and the Apostle's Army was steadily pulling ground from the Daein lines. There seemed to be an unusual lack of fatigue from both sides, though. The morale of the Daein army showed no sign of faltering even as the laguz of the Apostle's Army had shown a remarkable lack of self-preservation. It seemed as if more and more people
wanted
to kill and be killed than ever before, even as neither army
needed
to do so. The meaning of life was all too apparent by the scattered corpses hurdled by the living soldiers-turned-butchers stained with the blood of their fellow man.
And yet, it wasn't enough.
King Tibarn himself wanted nothing less than to sit on the sidelines. He stood out as a giant among the hawks, a terrible harpy whose bloody cries heralded death for all those near him. As he hovered over a fresh patch of fallen Daeins, he used his sharp eyes to see where he should attack next. A Daein warrior, seeing the hawk king so close, readied a crossbow with shaking arms as he took aim at the monstrous creature.
Tibarn saw that warrior long before he ever fired, and held his wing over his face. The crossbow's bolt flew blindingly fast toward Tibarn, but stopped short between his feathers. The fearsome hawk king gave the avian equivalent of a chuckle as he stared the arrowhead down for an instant before dropping it harmlessly to the ground. He then swooped up and dove for the hapless warrior, dragging him seven yards by the skin of his forehead.
It wouldn't be fair to say that Tibarn was not enjoying himself... Yet there was only mild pleasure in this kind of small fry. The hawk king began to flap his wings and start searching. If there was anything holding this army together, it would be someone stronger. Perhaps they would be more interesting entertainment? Tibarn cawed and began to fly over the Daein ranks, looking for someone who could sate his urge for a real fight.
Judging from how his absence started to become noticeable after a few hours, perhaps he found one.
--- MaguaofIllusion --- Tibarn, Brave King of
Phoenecis
, aligned with the
Apostle's Army
--- Disemboweled Night 3.
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