"There is no need for thanks, as it is my duty to my goddess to ward off such aberrations."
Or so he says, despite having little experience in dealing with demons head-on; he's never repelled ones so strong until Hadriel. Still, he knows his deity would smile upon such vigilance against those invading the mortal plane, and so he holds himself to it, despite the unadulterated terror he feels at the very thought of facing the aforementioned demon again. Were it not for certain circumstances -- his bond with his partner providing him with an abundant source of energy, as well as his awareness and fortitude having been unhindered by the false gods at the time -- she surely could have cracked his barrier and torn them both limb from limb.
He forces himself to swallow that thought, his hand shaking as he continues to write down notes about the spindle-legged deer. He can fret in his paranoia later.
"Where I come from, demons are uncommon," he explains, "and those that do cross into our realm need a conduit to do so, as well as a vessel to house them. They are not of our plane of existence, and are constantly drawn back to where they came from as their energies dwindle. A vessel helps them contain those energies, but it can also be their weakness, should one exorcise and seal away their demonic taint."
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Or so he says, despite having little experience in dealing with demons head-on; he's never repelled ones so strong until Hadriel. Still, he knows his deity would smile upon such vigilance against those invading the mortal plane, and so he holds himself to it, despite the unadulterated terror he feels at the very thought of facing the aforementioned demon again. Were it not for certain circumstances -- his bond with his partner providing him with an abundant source of energy, as well as his awareness and fortitude having been unhindered by the false gods at the time -- she surely could have cracked his barrier and torn them both limb from limb.
He forces himself to swallow that thought, his hand shaking as he continues to write down notes about the spindle-legged deer. He can fret in his paranoia later.
"Where I come from, demons are uncommon," he explains, "and those that do cross into our realm need a conduit to do so, as well as a vessel to house them. They are not of our plane of existence, and are constantly drawn back to where they came from as their energies dwindle. A vessel helps them contain those energies, but it can also be their weakness, should one exorcise and seal away their demonic taint."