What Comes Before

[Nox]

A shiver. Glass shattering. It all happened so fast. He turned to look at the woman who's power was now in her grasp. There was no hesitation. Nox reached through the sludge and felt the darkness rise. It drove him to pull more than he wanted to and it took all his will to stop at the brink of exploding. Her words at first he felt sympathy and then she threatened the one thing he cared about the most in the world. Nox looked back at Raffe, he wanted to tell him to go. To flee, run for the hills. But Raffe might be the only thing that pulled him back from the darkness as it crept in on the edge of the emptiness he felt. It pushed hard against the void of nothingness. It hurt, the power hurt. He remembered the pull of the Ijiriq. He remembered it all to well. He shuddered.

Nox didn't sit down. "I'll stand for now." Nox wove the weave to shield someone. He'd seen Ascendancy place it on her before, he'd been the one who had created it, but he had been too weak to cover the power she was pulling. And he might be now, but he wasn't going to go down without a fight. Nox split the flow and made a fireball ready to go up in the air if she did anything that he considered a move against Raffe. He would not miss with that. "I might have sympathy for her if her friends weren't trying to kill me in the process. What do we need to talk about?" There was anger on his mind but it washed away in the emptiness. His voice came out low and emotionless.