The rush of the three continued smoothly due to the armed weapon they now held.
The Lazy arm of the Sloth beasts was now fashioned like a totem that Throvald wielded. It was dangling at the edge of a long spear. The spear itself was coated with many magics, for Emeros guessed that the stick might get lazy and break from carrying the weight of the arm.
As Throvald also helped and used the arts that he learned in crafting the other Totems of Failure, they finally managed to craft it. The shamanistic art that Throvald used to create the former totems proved useful, and with various seals that Simera and Emeros placed upon the totem, they managed to seal up the power of the arm.
"Why is Throvald not so affected by it? Is he not... Murder? Tyrannus doesn't sound like a slothful Fallen. You, I understand, given your heritage..." Simera asked as they moved.
