He was serious, looking back at John. "You're right. I don't know anything about him. Which is the reason I came to Xanadu for help, and why I'm accepting yours."
Zach raised an eyebrow, the potion tickling his magical senses even through the glass of the bottle. He didn't trust Constantine any further than he could throw him, and wished there was time to analyze the brew.
But there wasn't.
"Pain doesn't scare me." He pocketed the bottle and cracked his knuckles. The warlock pact he'd forged had him filled to the brim with destructive eldritch invocations. He could scarcely stand the wait to unleash them.
He'd apologize for the likely damages to Shadowcrest later.
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Date: 2008-09-02 05:24 pm (UTC)Zach raised an eyebrow, the potion tickling his magical senses even through the glass of the bottle. He didn't trust Constantine any further than he could throw him, and wished there was time to analyze the brew.
But there wasn't.
"Pain doesn't scare me." He pocketed the bottle and cracked his knuckles. The warlock pact he'd forged had him filled to the brim with destructive eldritch invocations. He could scarcely stand the wait to unleash them.
He'd apologize for the likely damages to Shadowcrest later.