Your shard is what brings you to this world. It's the how, if you get the drift. The how in many things ...
Erm, well, in this case it's the how these terrifying blood and metal monsters will be finding you. Shards. Everything boils back to shards.
[ he taps the center of his sternum, his eyes still on her. ]
And I don't doubt that's what they're after. That means you, as a shardbearer, are a sitting duck, even with charms and what-not to try and hide it. They can sense the signatures.
If you want to fight, you have to fight fire against fire. Shards against shards. Blood against blood. Sacrifice against sacrifice. Now, two of those options don't sound all that great, eh?
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Erm, well, in this case it's the how these terrifying blood and metal monsters will be finding you. Shards. Everything boils back to shards.
[ he taps the center of his sternum, his eyes still on her. ]
And I don't doubt that's what they're after. That means you, as a shardbearer, are a sitting duck, even with charms and what-not to try and hide it. They can sense the signatures.
If you want to fight, you have to fight fire against fire. Shards against shards. Blood against blood. Sacrifice against sacrifice. Now, two of those options don't sound all that great, eh?