Fighting with the Storm Singers in a lore personal capacity was...a very strange feeling.
It didn't feel wrong, but it didn't feel right either.
It didn't feel nostalgic, but it felt incredibly familiar.
It was as if I was fighting in a simulation of something I had lived through before.
It felt right, but alien all at once.
A part of me wish I could have time to explore this feeling more, but alas, now wasn't the time.
Especially since I was in the process of choking out another of the Affixed who was dumb enough to attack me with a fire-based aether treasure.
[I have to ask,] I whispered into the ear of my opponent. Although, my whisper was more like a rumble of thunder. [At what point did you think attacking me shortly after the other guy failed to do so was a good idea? You just saw me turn a dude's fire attack into a blizzard and you immediately thought that yours was going to be any better? Wow...]
