He was caught off guard, somehow, by something that looked like he could create. Probably had a spell and everything... He scoffed as he noticed he was standing on some girls head, a titan in her teens, where did the time go, etc. etc. He noticed a voice lecturing him, and sighed, half listening to it.
"I saved your life because it's the beginning of the story, no more plot armor after this."
"You have too much faith in those two, who ever you are. I'll assume god, as proving you wrong is a thing I've taken a special little joy in lately." Rori took off his hat and looked around, not much special about the place, mostly white and sterile. He raised his walking stick, and gave a small thump on the girls head. No pain, of course, wouldn't want to lose a friend THIS early. He used a spell to amplify his voice to something that would resemble normal.
"May I know your name? Or if you have lice?"
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Thialfi hated flying. There was no way around it, and when the guy flipped shit he was almost happy. Then he noticed he was useless as everyone else without wings and powers up the wazoo. He couldn't even bother with sighing, he was so annoyed. He turned around to the eldritch rip off, and shrugged figuring the others could take it. He watched what he could of the fight before the Eldritch familiar grew and became a fun threat.
"My quest for honor continues." He turned around, a lightning bolt at the ready. He gave a mighty swing, and blew a hole in the monster. It promptly fixed itself, at the price of a lot of its' own mass. Thialfi sighed, this could take awhile.