01-15-2023, 08:36 PM
The words scathed as they echoed his own thoughts. The fight left him.
Nox threw his hands up in the air. A dome flooded over them made of 5 inch thick air separating the pit from the onlookers who watched with rapt attention and tied it off to release some time later that evening should he fall.
And then he let the power fall from his rage. The horde clawed as it fled, it wanted the power. Wanted the blood. But Nox denied it. Denied it everything as he stared Jay dead in the face. ”You’re right. You are abso-fucking-lutely right. I don’t deserve it.”
His hands still raised from the dome flair that only Jay could see he smiled. ”What’s the point of fighting anymore?”
Nox threw his hands up in the air. A dome flooded over them made of 5 inch thick air separating the pit from the onlookers who watched with rapt attention and tied it off to release some time later that evening should he fall.
And then he let the power fall from his rage. The horde clawed as it fled, it wanted the power. Wanted the blood. But Nox denied it. Denied it everything as he stared Jay dead in the face. ”You’re right. You are abso-fucking-lutely right. I don’t deserve it.”
His hands still raised from the dome flair that only Jay could see he smiled. ”What’s the point of fighting anymore?”
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