Influence snakes through the room to coil around the minds of the two beings locked in conflict, and one of them, his mind already overwhelmed, acquiesces immediately to the command. Glacius' body stops shaking, his hands stop scrabbling at his neck even as blood continues to spill from his shredded gills and various wounds. Something very different happens when the words manifest in the double's mind, however.
In that moment Carlisle will know that he's touched upon something far deeper than he could have perceived with his own human senses. It's as if he's touched his fingers to the surface of a placid lake, and now the ripples spread forth, wider and wider, spreading out in every direction until a powerful current surges forth. He has touched upon the ice alien's will, an actual metaphysical force that has kept them going time and time again when their bodies have been broken--the force that has made countless abominations and would-be threats ultimately back down from their conflict-- and it will not be subdued easily. Even now a deafening reverberation has picked up, something like an alien heartbeat, stubborn and strong and full of life, pounding so loudly it seems as if it's trying to drown out the conflicting words.
All this is perceived in the clergyman's mind; with his eyes, the double stands above Glacius as if frozen in place, but his eyes still burn with intent. The thundering sound and sweeping current intensifies, and the ice alien answers back against the would-be command.
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In that moment Carlisle will know that he's touched upon something far deeper than he could have perceived with his own human senses. It's as if he's touched his fingers to the surface of a placid lake, and now the ripples spread forth, wider and wider, spreading out in every direction until a powerful current surges forth. He has touched upon the ice alien's will, an actual metaphysical force that has kept them going time and time again when their bodies have been broken--the force that has made countless abominations and would-be threats ultimately back down from their conflict-- and it will not be subdued easily. Even now a deafening reverberation has picked up, something like an alien heartbeat, stubborn and strong and full of life, pounding so loudly it seems as if it's trying to drown out the conflicting words.
All this is perceived in the clergyman's mind; with his eyes, the double stands above Glacius as if frozen in place, but his eyes still burn with intent. The thundering sound and sweeping current intensifies, and the ice alien answers back against the would-be command.
Why?