The cave lights up with an unholy blaze. Sans half-curls there on the ground, sockets screwed shut, his grin frozen in an agonized arch. He can feel the low charging hum of blasters vibrating the ground beneath his hands, the sharp, crackling smell of ozone as they fire off.
He's not real sure what happens next, but he don't feel the purple tick of KARMA leaching away Shadow's HP, so he's gonna assume that means he made it out okay. He pushes a skeletal hand to his head as he feels his left eyesocket crackle to life with a sparking, cerulean flame.
He can feel his magic latch onto the nearest SOUL that ain't his, and it's a SOUL that happens to be right behind him.
Ah. So that's where he went.
Ping.
The quiet chime of a SOUL being turned blue rings dully in his ear canals, applying the heavy weight of increased gravity to Shadow's SOUL, practically rootin' him to the ground.
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He's not real sure what happens next, but he don't feel the purple tick of KARMA leaching away Shadow's HP, so he's gonna assume that means he made it out okay. He pushes a skeletal hand to his head as he feels his left eyesocket crackle to life with a sparking, cerulean flame.
He can feel his magic latch onto the nearest SOUL that ain't his, and it's a SOUL that happens to be right behind him.
Ah. So that's where he went.
The quiet chime of a SOUL being turned blue rings dully in his ear canals, applying the heavy weight of increased gravity to Shadow's SOUL, practically rootin' him to the ground.