AND HELL FOLLOWED HIM | Territory destruction + joining

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"Fallen God": what a coincidence. Though, Damianos had never met or heard of such a God that was a three-headed dragon, wreaking havoc upon his new home and threatening the one that had reminded him so of prosperity. To the jaguar, this creature was simply another beast he must slay for the good of the people. Though, how successful could he truly be; not being used to this new stage of eternal life? The male's doubts in himself remained in the back of his head, his attention focused on his newly proclaimed mission he's assigned himself. Whether he would live through such a fight was not a question: he knew that he was immortal. Unless, somehow, they'd taken that away, too? He supposes that it wouldn't be so much of a curse in that situation. He is not exactly happy about this new situation he'd been forced into, stripped of everything but a fraction of his powers. He would need to make do - there was a threat, and if he were to be proven mortal now, then so be it.

The former God of light and dark made his entrance simply by aiming his light (fire; black and white) towards the beast, a tiny wall raising higher as it grew closer to the male. Do not fret, his mind rings within itself. Damianos, the hero, has come to save you! But, his words would remain within his head, silent thoughts. There was no reassurance he could offer to his companions other than perhaps a smile, which he would flash towards his new leader. The phrases he had come to learn and force out, now could no longer aid him as his voice was stolen away, along with most everything else. But, he is still to try, staring at the enemy with his glowing eyes, his body moving about quickly, trying to remain out of the way of this destroyed territory as well as keep a fair distance from the dragon for now while his leader remained up close.