12-18-2021, 03:36 PM
His chest spilled defiance and death. The strength of Jay’s magic flung outward, gory slashes that sprayed arcs of blood and howls of severed life. The heat carried battle to eyes that saw it all in excruciating detail. Every heartbeat was ages yet the seconds passed in the blink of an eye. The fires quickly filled the tunnel with smoke. Onward he raged, hacking at the spilling of their kill with everything in him. Nothing remained but the fight. It was the purest moment of emptiness he'd ever felt. And all the pain and memory and horror of his life was erased. There was nothing but power, blood and smoke. But soon, the smoke grew too thick. His eyes began to water and the creatures piled up. He backed away, coughing quickly wracking his lungs. Through it all, a moving floor of rat-sized creatures swarmed at his boots. One clawed his pants. He kicked it off, stomping on another. But the wash of blood turned the stone tunnel icy slick. He gasped in surprise. He was on his back and creatures were clawing and biting at his clothes. None bit through the armored cloth. Not yet.
Only darkness shows you the light.