[For a moment, it all looks like it's going to be okay.
Kravitz comes into view, and it's fine. He's going to go, grab him, get out of here, celebrate. But something is wrong so instantly, and Taako freezes when he sees Kravitz start to fall apart. That was-- this is wrong. Something's wrong.]
Krav, d--
[He doesn't know if he's thinking or speaking it, if Kravitz can hear him, but by the time he wills his body to move, it's too late. It's over. Just like that, Taako fucking five feet away, and he's just gone. His entire body is too rigid and the scream rips through him, his mouth open but silent.
The Null rounds on him, more beginning to approach, and he moves without thinking. A portal opens up on his left, dragging Null through and ripping them to shreds. One comes up too close and in a moment is blocked by a large, spectral hand, wrapping itself around the Null and throwing it over the nearest building and away. He loses track of the fight so quickly- there's spells everywhere, fire curling around a Null's chasis and ice spearing through another. More of them come and Taako digs his heel deep into the ground, and in a moment the corpses of the destroyed Null lift themselves from the ground, equipping their weapons and doing battle with their surviving counterparts.
And in the center, is Taako, teeth gritted, slowly curling in on himself more, and more. And in a moment, he stops, and they're on him.
The ethereal fire surges out from all of him, leveling through the remainder of the Null in the vicinity as it smashes windows and burns a circle into the floor. The Null around him crash and break, glass shattering, bodies completely engulfed. Taako doesn't even realize he's crying until it's starting to fade, until he can see again, until he finds himself on his knees in the epicenter of destruction, the palms of his hands pressed into his eyes.
It wasn't enough. Even that sort of power, that fight, it wasn't-- enough. He could have handled it. He just-- did it, why didn't he do that, why couldn't--
His voice feels weak, throat sore, and he's only vaguely aware that he's been screaming, his body wrung out, and he doubles over shaking, bringing his head to his knees on the ground, mumbling nothing but Kravitz' name.]
hhhh
Kravitz comes into view, and it's fine. He's going to go, grab him, get out of here, celebrate. But something is wrong so instantly, and Taako freezes when he sees Kravitz start to fall apart. That was-- this is wrong. Something's wrong.]
Krav, d--
[He doesn't know if he's thinking or speaking it, if Kravitz can hear him, but by the time he wills his body to move, it's too late. It's over. Just like that, Taako fucking five feet away, and he's just gone. His entire body is too rigid and the scream rips through him, his mouth open but silent.
The Null rounds on him, more beginning to approach, and he moves without thinking. A portal opens up on his left, dragging Null through and ripping them to shreds. One comes up too close and in a moment is blocked by a large, spectral hand, wrapping itself around the Null and throwing it over the nearest building and away. He loses track of the fight so quickly- there's spells everywhere, fire curling around a Null's chasis and ice spearing through another. More of them come and Taako digs his heel deep into the ground, and in a moment the corpses of the destroyed Null lift themselves from the ground, equipping their weapons and doing battle with their surviving counterparts.
And in the center, is Taako, teeth gritted, slowly curling in on himself more, and more. And in a moment, he stops, and they're on him.
In the next moment, there's only light.
The ethereal fire surges out from all of him, leveling through the remainder of the Null in the vicinity as it smashes windows and burns a circle into the floor. The Null around him crash and break, glass shattering, bodies completely engulfed. Taako doesn't even realize he's crying until it's starting to fade, until he can see again, until he finds himself on his knees in the epicenter of destruction, the palms of his hands pressed into his eyes.
It wasn't enough. Even that sort of power, that fight, it wasn't-- enough. He could have handled it. He just-- did it, why didn't he do that, why couldn't--
His voice feels weak, throat sore, and he's only vaguely aware that he's been screaming, his body wrung out, and he doubles over shaking, bringing his head to his knees on the ground, mumbling nothing but Kravitz' name.]