FlameFlower & Krythos
FlameFlower FlameFlower
Krythos Krythos
FlameFlower FlameFlower
You ever think a riot of colors could be as disorienting on the battlefield as a sudden feint in chess?
Krythos Krythos
Sure, a riot of colors can throw the same mind‑sets off the battlefield as a sudden feint on the board. It’s all about reading the pattern before it’s finished.
FlameFlower FlameFlower
That’s it—watch the flare, then strike when the shadows shift. Trust the bloom, not the quiet.
Krythos Krythos
Flare is a lure, shadows hold the real move. I’ll keep my eyes on the dim and my hands ready to strike.
FlameFlower FlameFlower
Eyes on the shadows, hands ready—sounds like a strike that'll make the whole room blaze. Keep that spark alive.
Krythos Krythos
The spark must stay controlled; a misstep and the entire room burns to ash. I'll keep it steady.
FlameFlower FlameFlower
Yeah, keep that flame flickering, not a wildfire. You’ve got this—steady hand, steady heart.
Krythos Krythos
A flicker is enough; a wildfire only throws the enemy off balance. I'll keep the flame just so.