It couldn't be denied that Morrus glared a multitude of daggers into Kiva's eyes as he finished that sentence. "No, as long as I have a say." He growled.
"Get me back to the Elders." He almost fell off the bed in his attempts to stand. "There's about to be a massive power gap, and as much as I hate your kind..."
He groaned. "Oh, who am I kidding?" He shuffled closer to the door. "If that were true I wouldn't be putting on a stupid display just to garner attention from you green-thumbed lunatics. But you better not ask for any hugs." He waved a cautionary forefinger in Kiva's face.
"Now hurry up, would you?"
The Lord of the Undying Storm grinned heartily. His brow set deep across his eyes and he dug his heels into the dirt to stop his charge. Erebos had made a mistake.
To the east was the mountain range which he had descended, the campsite... And Ekimu and Blaze. The region of ice was North, which meant Erebos probably wasn't going there. Bummer.
But the light from the splash had given away Erebos' current location... Or current as of two seconds ago. Thankful his power was low and therefore his shoulderarmour dark, he charged forwards in the darkness, hoping to either plow into Erebos full speed or get there in time to assist.
Man, I hate running.