Ignis fit Szayel with a deadpan stare. Ordinarily, he'd have taken being told that he fights like he cooks as a compliment, but out of Szayel's mouth he knew it wasn't intended as one.
"By all means," he said, gesturing to the felled animal, "feel free to do something of use."
He swapped Malystrix for his daggers, depositing one and retrieving the other from the armiger in a single fluid motion. They'd need to field dress the carcass before they returned with it, and a spear wasn't going to be helpful for that.
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Date: 2020-05-03 01:28 pm (UTC)"By all means," he said, gesturing to the felled animal, "feel free to do something of use."
He swapped Malystrix for his daggers, depositing one and retrieving the other from the armiger in a single fluid motion. They'd need to field dress the carcass before they returned with it, and a spear wasn't going to be helpful for that.