Cerulean Cape salt tracing

somehow the dice saved him from being yeeted off a cliff (for now)

Funny, that the snake would talk of slithering. Hex lifted his chin to the sky, withstanding the burly pirate's blows and somehow, somehow, keeping himself earthside.

He instead tip-toed against the edge and then pushed back, the will to live stronger than the man's insistent shoving.

You aren't, either, Hex spat in response, and launched a fresh assault upon the man's neck and forelegs, trying to weaken Crowell enough to go for the underbelly. And then. . .

The girl was beyond saving, and the women in the gods' hands, now. But he could take this demon to hell with him.