[ It's with a grunt that Blake helps shove that Acolyte into the binding vines and he stumbles back away to avoid getting all wrapped up himself. He's panting and tired, but feeling charged by the fight. He pats Jayden's arm twice, gripping his bicep briefly as he catches his breath. ]
Good job, man, good job.
[ Does he feel bad celebrating the capture of another human(?) being? Apparently not. He's angry enough to spit, knowing as he does the way the Acolytes have caused people to suffer in the pit and out. But it's beginning to feel like there's a light at the end of the tunnel and he can't ignore the hope it springs within him. ]
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Good job, man, good job.
[ Does he feel bad celebrating the capture of another human(?) being? Apparently not. He's angry enough to spit, knowing as he does the way the Acolytes have caused people to suffer in the pit and out. But it's beginning to feel like there's a light at the end of the tunnel and he can't ignore the hope it springs within him. ]