[Kaladin frowned at the sarcasm but he opted to not match it, remaining silent. He tilted his head, inspecting the back of Wally's neck in return. The way the fabric seemed to retract and reform was interesting. What was that made of?
He held the spear for another second before nodding and simply letting it go. Instead of clanging to the ground it dissipated into a puff of silvery mist before vanishing, Syl returning to her unseen form to remain invisible for now.
Kaladin straightened out of his battle stance and let out a breath. Not quite relaxed but at least not immediately ready to fight.]
I don't suppose the enemy decided to give up and retreat while I've been here.
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He held the spear for another second before nodding and simply letting it go. Instead of clanging to the ground it dissipated into a puff of silvery mist before vanishing, Syl returning to her unseen form to remain invisible for now.
Kaladin straightened out of his battle stance and let out a breath. Not quite relaxed but at least not immediately ready to fight.]
I don't suppose the enemy decided to give up and retreat while I've been here.
[There's the sarcasm.]