i pray my undercarriage will sustain

"Keep it in time, Aegaeon!"

Ha! Imagine. Him, the crooked Flesh Eater, telling Aegaeon, of all people and Blades, how to evade. It's no bantering exaggeration - he really does love watching the Crest in action. First the graceful Water Moon, followed by a skillful cast of Midnight Mist, then Breaking Wave to dodge the agitated follow-up, and Counterwave all the while.

Wave, wave, counterwave. Point, counterpoint, change.

Meanwhile, each Sierpe is a silent prayer, each Huracán a dangerously loud one.

Well, but his socks and treads are worn the way they are for a reason, yes?

He's not swept yet.