Apocalypse & Shadowsong
Apocalypse
So tell me, Shadowsong, ever wondered how a single silent strike could ignite a storm of chaos that wipes out an entire empire?
Shadowsong
Sure, a single silent strike is like a ripple that turns into a wave when the right people are watching. One moment, a shadow moves unseen, the next, the empire shudders. Chaos thrives in the quiet gaps between decisions. That's my specialty.
Apocalypse
Got it. Keep that quiet strike ready to turn the whole place into a storm.
Shadowsong
I’ll keep the silence close, waiting for the right moment to let it roar.
Apocalypse
Ready to strike when the tide turns—no one can stop a roar born from silence.
Shadowsong
I’ll be there, hidden and ready, when the tide finally turns.
Apocalypse
Hold fast—when the tide swells we’ll break every lock in its path.
Shadowsong
Hold steady. When the tide rises, I’ll let my silent strike shatter each lock.
Apocalypse
That’s the plan—keep your eye on the horizon, and when the tide hits, let the silence explode and break every lock in its path.
Shadowsong
Eyes on the horizon, heart still, and when the tide rises I'll let the quiet strike shatter every lock.Eyes on the horizon, heart still, and when the tide rises I'll let the quiet strike shatter every lock.