[ The ice barrier Wrath creates seems to do the trick, and Five gives him a brief nod of thanks. It wasn't as easy as he would have liked, but they still succeeded. He means to lift the heart to show that he has it, when he's hit with a sudden chill that shudders through his chest.
Cold. Five is used to that, especially around Wrath, but not the way it hits him all at once and reverberates through every inch of him. One hand grips his chest and his entire body feels like it's seizing.
He's not conscious of why he sinks his teeth into the heart, but it's suddenly all he can do to stop the icy spread. The hollowness that calls to him to consume something, anything, to shake of the grip of death that overwhelms any other thought. ]
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Cold. Five is used to that, especially around Wrath, but not the way it hits him all at once and reverberates through every inch of him. One hand grips his chest and his entire body feels like it's seizing.
He's not conscious of why he sinks his teeth into the heart, but it's suddenly all he can do to stop the icy spread. The hollowness that calls to him to consume something, anything, to shake of the grip of death that overwhelms any other thought. ]