[ he raises an eyebrow a little at sylus' laugh, if just because it's a little unexpected. that said, he barely has the leisure to be bothered by it when it looks like sylus' "friends" have other plans. at least that makes one thing fairly clear...
not everyone allegiances are the same.
or, they really didn't mind the casualties. that said, when the ground cracks, rafayel is still taken slightly off-guard. assassination and brainwashing was his game, not actual frontline warfare. so he stumbles, and it's sylus' hand that keeps his feet firmly planted on the solid platform. that said, he's not used to someone breaching his personal space like this, but he's not ridiculous enough to push him away.
instead, he tugs sylus' hand sharply to follow him. ]
I know a shortcut. Follow me. [ he's already running to allow them some room to leap across the ground as it separates.
as for dodging the debris from the above, well... he'll leave that to sylus. ]
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not everyone allegiances are the same.
or, they really didn't mind the casualties. that said, when the ground cracks, rafayel is still taken slightly off-guard. assassination and brainwashing was his game, not actual frontline warfare. so he stumbles, and it's sylus' hand that keeps his feet firmly planted on the solid platform. that said, he's not used to someone breaching his personal space like this, but he's not ridiculous enough to push him away.
instead, he tugs sylus' hand sharply to follow him. ]
I know a shortcut. Follow me. [ he's already running to allow them some room to leap across the ground as it separates.
as for dodging the debris from the above, well... he'll leave that to sylus. ]