[He doesn't see it until after Haurchefant calls his name in warning, too fixated is he on the sight of his father turning his back and walking away. Tis not as though it is even unexpected or surprising, but there's something in the finality of it that feels like a slap in the face — a door slammed closed, a chapter ended with no more talk about it.
But then Haurchefant raises his shield, and the movement draws Aymeric's eye — up to the glow from the rooftop, the malice of one of the Archbishop's most loyal, taking aim at them — !]
Fly, you fool!
[There will be time for apologies and niceties later, as his positioning behind Haurchefant puts him in the perfect place to shove him with all his might, hoping to send him stumbling back beneath the cover of the Vault's arch. And he, too, is stumble-falling after him, using the momentum to carry him forward after Haurchefant, praying with all his might that it will merely be close, too close, but enough.]
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[He doesn't see it until after Haurchefant calls his name in warning, too fixated is he on the sight of his father turning his back and walking away. Tis not as though it is even unexpected or surprising, but there's something in the finality of it that feels like a slap in the face — a door slammed closed, a chapter ended with no more talk about it.
But then Haurchefant raises his shield, and the movement draws Aymeric's eye — up to the glow from the rooftop, the malice of one of the Archbishop's most loyal, taking aim at them — !]
Fly, you fool!
[There will be time for apologies and niceties later, as his positioning behind Haurchefant puts him in the perfect place to shove him with all his might, hoping to send him stumbling back beneath the cover of the Vault's arch. And he, too, is stumble-falling after him, using the momentum to carry him forward after Haurchefant, praying with all his might that it will merely be close, too close, but enough.]