09-07-2021, 08:12 PM
Marcus smiled at Carpenter's response. He was about to proceed when things rapidly began spinning out of control. The snippets of confusing conversation, sound of metal clattering to the ground, the yipping of the zombie dog- and above all, and the feel of the power being wielded.
Unease and irritation warred inside him. The not -knowing dug at him, an itch that overwhelmed with a need to be scratched. The chaos turned his stomach, feelings of anger and a desire to lash out roiling inside him. This was not the place to added uncertainty and the unpredictable.
The Force surged at his command, wrapped around him like a blanket, and the disquiet leeched out into it- some of it anyway- enough. His attention was divided, part toward the group ahead, and the rest...that was the frustrating part. The danger could come from anywhere. He breathed, focusing his attention at the tunnels around them. Ascendancy was here. Carpenter and Allan as well. He had shielded Nox. Marcus didn't understand the situation, but it didn't matter.
Only a fool focused on the danger ahead only to let one sneak up behind him. And something niggled at the back of his mind. A brush of sound. A scratch on walls. Breathing. Normally, he would say it was his imagination. But those burned mounds were not imagination.
Where there was one horde there was another. Ascendancy was watching the new arrivals. He nodded at Carpenter and then at the tunnels endless windings into the darkness. The Force obeyed and threads of air and spirit exploded out from him, trip wires and listening conduits heading into the deep.
He wanted no surprises.
Unease and irritation warred inside him. The not -knowing dug at him, an itch that overwhelmed with a need to be scratched. The chaos turned his stomach, feelings of anger and a desire to lash out roiling inside him. This was not the place to added uncertainty and the unpredictable.
The Force surged at his command, wrapped around him like a blanket, and the disquiet leeched out into it- some of it anyway- enough. His attention was divided, part toward the group ahead, and the rest...that was the frustrating part. The danger could come from anywhere. He breathed, focusing his attention at the tunnels around them. Ascendancy was here. Carpenter and Allan as well. He had shielded Nox. Marcus didn't understand the situation, but it didn't matter.
Only a fool focused on the danger ahead only to let one sneak up behind him. And something niggled at the back of his mind. A brush of sound. A scratch on walls. Breathing. Normally, he would say it was his imagination. But those burned mounds were not imagination.
Where there was one horde there was another. Ascendancy was watching the new arrivals. He nodded at Carpenter and then at the tunnels endless windings into the darkness. The Force obeyed and threads of air and spirit exploded out from him, trip wires and listening conduits heading into the deep.
He wanted no surprises.