[There's no better motivation to get back in this fight than a ghoulish presence(s?) like Noob talking down to him. He twists his lower half to regain his feet, seemingly no worse for wear for his trip beyond a hard fall and a dozen questions he has no time to ask. His legs take his weight without qualm.]
Something happened, I don't know what that--
[Another spirit charges. He uses the longer reach of his leg to deflect with a kick again, sweeping a scimitar back into his grasp. With a grunt, he slashes at whatever constitutes a throat, pushing the wounded spirit aside.]
--was.
[It'd been more than a mere mistake--more like a chilling paralysis that had come out of nowhere. No god has ever answered his prayers in or out of the Badlands, but now is not the time for something to be doing wrong with his powers. Between the spirits and these people with abilities the likes of which he's never seen, there's too much uncertainty in play without adding that.]
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Something happened, I don't know what that--
[Another spirit charges. He uses the longer reach of his leg to deflect with a kick again, sweeping a scimitar back into his grasp. With a grunt, he slashes at whatever constitutes a throat, pushing the wounded spirit aside.]
--was.
[It'd been more than a mere mistake--more like a chilling paralysis that had come out of nowhere. No god has ever answered his prayers in or out of the Badlands, but now is not the time for something to be doing wrong with his powers. Between the spirits and these people with abilities the likes of which he's never seen, there's too much uncertainty in play without adding that.]