[ Five doesn't have long to wait. He gets to his feet when the waters shift and he sees the man emerge from the dark cloud underneath, and even in the dim light of the moon, he can see his exhaustion after his struggle at the bottom of the lake. That much could be expected, but when Lan Wangji's gaze finds him as he waited by the water's edge, he narrows his eyes. It takes a few seconds longer to realize what he's saying.
He can't be serious.
As tired as he looks, Five is in a better position to fight with whatever he has at his disposal, but it feels... off. Three times now he's shielded him from other predators. Other than the damage Five did to himself and the superficial wounds from the lake, he's unharmed. As clear as his intentions had seemed when he fist lunged out at him, there's something that doesn't add up.
When he thought he was a threat, he wanted to see him dead more than he wanted to get away. His resolution got murkier while he'd been catching his breath. Frowning, he lifts his fists he starts to call on his powers, but at the last moment, he changes course.
He appears next to him in another flash, close enough to sneer in his face and get a read on what he's missing. He could feel the strain of space in the jump, and he's not sure how many more times he can pull on it without resistance. Water still drips from his hair, and a chill comes with the breeze, but he refuses to shiver in front of him while he's making a point and he smiles with his teeth. ]
At this rate, the forest will get you before I do. It's your choice. [ He can only manage another small jump, a few feet still visible from where he once stood, but he wastes no time before he briskly starts to walk — not run — back into the woods. ]
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He can't be serious.
As tired as he looks, Five is in a better position to fight with whatever he has at his disposal, but it feels... off. Three times now he's shielded him from other predators. Other than the damage Five did to himself and the superficial wounds from the lake, he's unharmed. As clear as his intentions had seemed when he fist lunged out at him, there's something that doesn't add up.
When he thought he was a threat, he wanted to see him dead more than he wanted to get away. His resolution got murkier while he'd been catching his breath. Frowning, he lifts his fists he starts to call on his powers, but at the last moment, he changes course.
He appears next to him in another flash, close enough to sneer in his face and get a read on what he's missing. He could feel the strain of space in the jump, and he's not sure how many more times he can pull on it without resistance. Water still drips from his hair, and a chill comes with the breeze, but he refuses to shiver in front of him while he's making a point and he smiles with his teeth. ]
At this rate, the forest will get you before I do. It's your choice. [ He can only manage another small jump, a few feet still visible from where he once stood, but he wastes no time before he briskly starts to walk — not run — back into the woods. ]