( his collapse is the inevitability of his exertion, just as his eventual return to consciousness follows with a bone deep exhaustion making him slow to understand what's happening. braced in arms, moving. carried, the fight in dredges that suck at their feet like rancid mud, eager to consume.
xie lian. it takes too long for that to register, even as he makes a small, bitten off sound in warning when xie lian is already twisting, sword cleaving one more stray dead husk. he tries to reach out, chapped lips made to whistle, but he's spent. beyond spent, and dizzy with his helpers progress. )
How long?
( he asks, but for what specifically, even he's not sure. has he been out? has xie lian been returned from hell? )
Those... creatures. That devour life itself. Did you disrupt them?
( asked while struggling to hold his head up. it's so tiring. his head is unaccountably heavy. everything is so heavy. )
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( his collapse is the inevitability of his exertion, just as his eventual return to consciousness follows with a bone deep exhaustion making him slow to understand what's happening. braced in arms, moving. carried, the fight in dredges that suck at their feet like rancid mud, eager to consume.
xie lian. it takes too long for that to register, even as he makes a small, bitten off sound in warning when xie lian is already twisting, sword cleaving one more stray dead husk. he tries to reach out, chapped lips made to whistle, but he's spent. beyond spent, and dizzy with his helpers progress. )
How long?
( he asks, but for what specifically, even he's not sure. has he been out? has xie lian been returned from hell? )
Those... creatures. That devour life itself. Did you disrupt them?
( asked while struggling to hold his head up. it's so tiring. his head is unaccountably heavy. everything is so heavy. )