11-20-2021, 10:15 PM
Sage proved to be a distraction in the end. Though it was through none of Jaxen’s machinations.
The boyfriend's ramblings struck some kind of nerve in Aiden. Just enough that Jaxen took the opening when he saw it. He swung the stupid spear with all his might, but brute force wasn’t Jaxen’s cup of tea. He hit something fleshy and cringed at the sensation of possibly having severed Aiden’s arm from his shoulder. Next thing he knew, he was tossed backward. The back of his head knocked against the floor and the ceiling warped. His head throbbed and as soon as he started to push up, the room rocked uneasy. He should have channeled a helmet for himself, he thought. Next time. A freaking concussion wasn’t on his list today, but neither was dying. Aiden was a little too good; and it would take only a moment to disarm him. He made himself look around.
Only to find Aiden enthralled with the audience instead. Who were they even rooting for? Had Sage taunted too much? As much as that guy irritated Jaxen, he didn’t want to watch the bulge of his body swallowed by these slithering throats. No god or man should be buried in the belly of those bastards.
Aiden’s back was turned. Jaxen climbed to his knees, armored scales having broken here and there in bits where he’d hit the ground.
With a heft of the spear, he pulled back and flung it at his rival’s back.
The boyfriend's ramblings struck some kind of nerve in Aiden. Just enough that Jaxen took the opening when he saw it. He swung the stupid spear with all his might, but brute force wasn’t Jaxen’s cup of tea. He hit something fleshy and cringed at the sensation of possibly having severed Aiden’s arm from his shoulder. Next thing he knew, he was tossed backward. The back of his head knocked against the floor and the ceiling warped. His head throbbed and as soon as he started to push up, the room rocked uneasy. He should have channeled a helmet for himself, he thought. Next time. A freaking concussion wasn’t on his list today, but neither was dying. Aiden was a little too good; and it would take only a moment to disarm him. He made himself look around.
Only to find Aiden enthralled with the audience instead. Who were they even rooting for? Had Sage taunted too much? As much as that guy irritated Jaxen, he didn’t want to watch the bulge of his body swallowed by these slithering throats. No god or man should be buried in the belly of those bastards.
Aiden’s back was turned. Jaxen climbed to his knees, armored scales having broken here and there in bits where he’d hit the ground.
With a heft of the spear, he pulled back and flung it at his rival’s back.