[It isn't as bad as it could have been -- there isn't a painful elemental reaction as a result of the attack. But Diluc has never been a fan of the cold. He reels back -- unseating the already distressed bird. He wipes at his face frantically, while the Fletchling flaps around his head with distressed cries.
When both are finally settled enough to see straight, they both seem to be seething. Funny how they look alike.]
Hilarious. [And with nothing else good to say, he starts to stalk off in the opposite direction.]
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When both are finally settled enough to see straight, they both seem to be seething. Funny how they look alike.]
Hilarious. [And with nothing else good to say, he starts to stalk off in the opposite direction.]