Wrath's surrounded by her flames when the ground stirs. Sometimes he is guilty of having too much of his brother's damned pride himself, especially in this world that consistently reminds him that it can strip his power from him. It's terrifying when his wife is in harm's way.
He has already lost her once (and nearly lost her so many times after when she couldn't even remember who he was: with venom flowing through her veins, with the demon that had cornered her, in the freezing cold of the sin corridor).
The creatures break the surface of the ground all at once. He doesn't know how many of them there are, but she will feel his fear for her as they break through that ground. His worry distracts him (it makes him more vulnerable, his love for her, but it is also what makes him the best version of himself). One creatures blade scrapes up his arm through fabric and skin as he transvenios to her side against her back - white blood drips down the length of that arm.
And he lifts his hands, draws on his magic, and starts to put up a thick wall of ice to curve around at their backs and block any attacks from behind them.
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He has already lost her once (and nearly lost her so many times after when she couldn't even remember who he was: with venom flowing through her veins, with the demon that had cornered her, in the freezing cold of the sin corridor).
The creatures break the surface of the ground all at once. He doesn't know how many of them there are, but she will feel his fear for her as they break through that ground. His worry distracts him (it makes him more vulnerable, his love for her, but it is also what makes him the best version of himself). One creatures blade scrapes up his arm through fabric and skin as he transvenios to her side against her back - white blood drips down the length of that arm.
And he lifts his hands, draws on his magic, and starts to put up a thick wall of ice to curve around at their backs and block any attacks from behind them.