11-05-2015, 10:54 AM
Ivan remembered his last visit into the tunnels with Xena. And the time before. There were some nasty surprises down here. Strangely, he felt anticipation and excitement at the thought of squaring off against one of them. Somehow, it felt right to kill creatures like that that would prey on people in his city.
Yeah, but if you're excited you're not exactly ready to take them on, now are you? The thought quashed his mood a bit. Without that tension the power would remain unreachable.
He answered Nox's question with bravado. He really did hope that the deeper they got, the more that feeling of claustrophobia would return. At least he'd be able to practice his weaves even if he didn't break whatever was blocking him.
Suddenly Nox turned on him with a grin. " "Going farther defeats the purpose then. You are going to have to trust me."
Ivan stopped, feeling puzzled. It was such an odd thing to say and so out of the blue that for a moment he couldn't figure out what he was talking about.
In that very moment, the power sprang up around Nox and he weaved something and threw it at him. Ivan had no time to see what he was doing. Anger filled him. Was this his plan? Was he supposed to take Ivan out? He'd been right. Vega was dirty. And Nox was working with him. The betrayal hit him harder than the blast of air and he hit the wall. The anger doubled and tripled. Nox might be stronger and more skilled but Ivan would be damned if the guy got away without a fight. And if he could get to the guy physically, then it'd be all over. He could break Nox easily, scrawny as he was in comparison. Still....
He stood quickly and ran at Nox even as he reached for the power that hovered in the distance, strained for it as he covered the distance. Nothing. It wouldn't come to him. His anger became rage at the fickle ass-backward nature of the whole thing. What a freaking joke this is, he thought as he ground his teeth and honed in on the traitor.
Yeah, but if you're excited you're not exactly ready to take them on, now are you? The thought quashed his mood a bit. Without that tension the power would remain unreachable.
He answered Nox's question with bravado. He really did hope that the deeper they got, the more that feeling of claustrophobia would return. At least he'd be able to practice his weaves even if he didn't break whatever was blocking him.
Suddenly Nox turned on him with a grin. " "Going farther defeats the purpose then. You are going to have to trust me."
Ivan stopped, feeling puzzled. It was such an odd thing to say and so out of the blue that for a moment he couldn't figure out what he was talking about.
In that very moment, the power sprang up around Nox and he weaved something and threw it at him. Ivan had no time to see what he was doing. Anger filled him. Was this his plan? Was he supposed to take Ivan out? He'd been right. Vega was dirty. And Nox was working with him. The betrayal hit him harder than the blast of air and he hit the wall. The anger doubled and tripled. Nox might be stronger and more skilled but Ivan would be damned if the guy got away without a fight. And if he could get to the guy physically, then it'd be all over. He could break Nox easily, scrawny as he was in comparison. Still....
He stood quickly and ran at Nox even as he reached for the power that hovered in the distance, strained for it as he covered the distance. Nothing. It wouldn't come to him. His anger became rage at the fickle ass-backward nature of the whole thing. What a freaking joke this is, he thought as he ground his teeth and honed in on the traitor.