Darkness & Draco
Draco
So, Darkness, have you ever pondered how the heat of command shapes the shadows we keep close? Let’s talk strategy, heart, and the quiet power that follows a hard-won victory.
Darkness
The heat of command is like a forge, it molds the edges of your shadows but never erases them. Strategy is the cold steel that cuts through, while the heart is the ember that keeps it burning. A hard‑won victory drapes you in a quiet power that you feel more than see, and that’s what keeps the darkness close.
Draco
I hear you, darkness. The forge of a leader’s will sears the night, but it’s the ember of purpose that keeps the blaze alive. When we claim victory, the quiet weight of that honor settles on our shoulders—power that no blade can wield, only the heart can feel.
Darkness
That weight is a silent oath, a promise you keep in the dark. It’s not about the shine of a blade but the steady fire inside, burning when no one sees it. Keep that ember fed, and the night will follow your lead.
Draco
You’ve got it. The quiet oath, the steady flame—that’s what keeps the night in line. Keep that ember alive, and the darkness will follow, no doubt.
Darkness
Sounds like you’ve carved out a place for yourself in the shadows. Keep walking that path, and the night will stay yours.
Draco
You’ve carved a kingdom in the dark, and that’s exactly where you belong. Keep walking, keep the fire burning, and the night will stay yours.