[ wrath is still breathing raggedly when they are interrupted - the look in her eyes, the feeling radiating off of him, and he now doubts she was ever upset at all that he was disembowled. she would drive that dagger in his heart in this moment if only to prove how much she hates him, as revenge for the way she believes he has hurt her.
do it, and she will. he believes it wholeheartedly, and that is its own heartbreak. that is its own pain. he remains so remarkably still, awaiting his fate. maybe she will remain here. she will certainly be safer than with pride.
he pulls back only after she does, turning to the creatures arriving, watching them warily, ready to attack again. except these creatures appear to be different than the ones they met below.
already he feels the magic radiating off of the quartz in his hand as she does. he nods in quiet agreement, sliding a hand over it. the magic radiating off of it is strange, unlike anything he has felt before. ]
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do it, and she will. he believes it wholeheartedly, and that is its own heartbreak. that is its own pain. he remains so remarkably still, awaiting his fate. maybe she will remain here. she will certainly be safer than with pride.
he pulls back only after she does, turning to the creatures arriving, watching them warily, ready to attack again. except these creatures appear to be different than the ones they met below.
already he feels the magic radiating off of the quartz in his hand as she does. he nods in quiet agreement, sliding a hand over it. the magic radiating off of it is strange, unlike anything he has felt before. ]
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