02-14-2018, 02:47 PM
The gun discharged. The sound in the corridor of building ricocheted around making it worse. But that didn't beat the feeling of a bullet ripping through your body. The power surged and tried to burn him up from the inside out as he started to lose control. It took every ounce of concentration to hold the power through the pain and now losing blood he was feeling light headed.
On bent knee Nox knew the fight raged on, his friend had chosen a wrong move by helping him now. Nox repaid his kindness with a brawl with innocents. He wanted to throw up but what men weren't attacking his friend were trying to get at him. Nox blocked most of the blows with small shields of air but he could only weave so fast and space was precious.
The stranger brimmed with the power of the gods and walls flung outward. Nox watched through fogged eyes of tears. Or blood he couldn't tell what haze was what from the fight.
Nox didn't want to hurt them. But he needed out. He touched the ground and his power sank deep into the earth. The ground shook around them. The second earth quake he'll have caused and prayed nothing else broke. Ascendancy was going to be slightly pissed. Nox wasn't sure he'd survive much longer anyway as the men stumbled backwards to keep their balance and Nox flung up his own walls of air and shoved outwards separating himself from the mob.
The words yelled echoed through the street. Enough the mob stopped when the walls few up keeping them from his friend. Nox wove a ball of fire and his firey whip appeared in his hands. "Go home. I don't want to kill you. But I will, if I have to."
The double weaves was sapping what strength he had left, but there was plenty to work with as his energy depleted. What the fuck was he going to do burnt and now shot... FUCK!
On bent knee Nox knew the fight raged on, his friend had chosen a wrong move by helping him now. Nox repaid his kindness with a brawl with innocents. He wanted to throw up but what men weren't attacking his friend were trying to get at him. Nox blocked most of the blows with small shields of air but he could only weave so fast and space was precious.
The stranger brimmed with the power of the gods and walls flung outward. Nox watched through fogged eyes of tears. Or blood he couldn't tell what haze was what from the fight.
Nox didn't want to hurt them. But he needed out. He touched the ground and his power sank deep into the earth. The ground shook around them. The second earth quake he'll have caused and prayed nothing else broke. Ascendancy was going to be slightly pissed. Nox wasn't sure he'd survive much longer anyway as the men stumbled backwards to keep their balance and Nox flung up his own walls of air and shoved outwards separating himself from the mob.
The words yelled echoed through the street. Enough the mob stopped when the walls few up keeping them from his friend. Nox wove a ball of fire and his firey whip appeared in his hands. "Go home. I don't want to kill you. But I will, if I have to."
The double weaves was sapping what strength he had left, but there was plenty to work with as his energy depleted. What the fuck was he going to do burnt and now shot... FUCK!
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