come back here and let me stab you in the butt.This time he didn't really feel effective. normally Maiden had a sense of accomplishment, a beaming sort of pride when the creature was felled.
This time there was no grin, no puffed up chest and no inflation of ego.
He was just there, shaking a lance shaped pompom. "Im sorry i wasn't effective this time, everyone." he muttered disdainfully, drawing pictures in the dirt with the unused spear.
little bits of scrap scattered on the floor, marring his work, but he tucked them away regardless.
He was going to get stronger and help everyone., it was his own solemn promise.
