[Childe tears after the Wanderer, not quite hot on his heels, but close enough to keep his eye on the little guy. He knows he might not wholly be able to keep pace, and with those skills, Childe feels it safe to assume that the other knew the ship a little better than he did.
With that in mind, the Harbinger is happy to keep some distance between them, cautious enough to make sure he's not being lead into a trap of some sort. As he runs, electro energy gathers in his hands, forming two blades, that he then presses together into a double-ended glaive.]
Let's even the playing field a little.
[He spins the weapon as he runs, before stopping in his tracks and using that momentum to throw it at the Wanderer in the hopes of clipping him, or slowing him down. Childe is used to ignoring the stinging electrocharged reaction dancing across his skin, and simply shakes the feeling off. He starts to run again, chasing down the drifter.]
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[Childe tears after the Wanderer, not quite hot on his heels, but close enough to keep his eye on the little guy. He knows he might not wholly be able to keep pace, and with those skills, Childe feels it safe to assume that the other knew the ship a little better than he did.
With that in mind, the Harbinger is happy to keep some distance between them, cautious enough to make sure he's not being lead into a trap of some sort. As he runs, electro energy gathers in his hands, forming two blades, that he then presses together into a double-ended glaive.]
Let's even the playing field a little.
[He spins the weapon as he runs, before stopping in his tracks and using that momentum to throw it at the Wanderer in the hopes of clipping him, or slowing him down. Childe is used to ignoring the stinging electrocharged reaction dancing across his skin, and simply shakes the feeling off. He starts to run again, chasing down the drifter.]