Though he gains some satisfaction from their flinches and resistance, it's now that the superior numbers against him become most obvious. None of the other escapees seem interesting in helping - more interested in breaking loose and finding freedom than taking revenge. Maybe he should take a hint from that, a deeper part of him wonders, but the rest can't help but feel a pang of resentment as the feeling.
He's the only one who will do this, he thinks with a clarity and familiarity that is almost violent. He's the only one who will do what needs to be done. He's the only one of his brethren that will take justice.
The staggering rancor of the sentiment shakes him for a moment, sourced from a place both personal and ancient. It staggers him, in the same instant that the fight turns on him. The power of his roar has been interrupted, diverted away from those he would hurt and back in his direction. While it doesn't wound him - it comes from within him, after all - it is a distraction when he needs it least.
The rocks he could deal with - he's familiar with these sort of attacks. His roar comes to a halt as he is forced to move, nimbly aiming to jump over them and away from any retribution. As it turns out, however, that's not the only thing he's contending with. Kylo Ren's's wave of force truncates his escape, snatching away the opportunity to smoothly dodge what's coming.
He collides with one of the boulders, just as another crashes into his back from behind, smaller shards of stone quick to follow. He shrieks, but this time without magical force - it's from pain, plain and simple. He can sense the tides turning against him, and as much as he craves the High Mage's blood, he knows he can't risk being taken out and recaptured.
With another cry of exertion, dark destructive magic bursts from his body, shoving the stones away from him - but not before the impact leaves him flinching and clutching his ribs. He turns to the four defenders, his eyes blazing red.
"ARROGANT WRETCHES...! YOU WILL FALL ALONGSIDE YOUR MASTERS!"
Much like his roar, the words seem bigger than his body, as if spoken by the great beast lurking within. Yet, despite the fury that claws at his heart, he turns to leap through the portal, back to the dungeons and away from Ambrose's faithful.
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He's the only one who will do this, he thinks with a clarity and familiarity that is almost violent. He's the only one who will do what needs to be done. He's the only one of his brethren that will take justice.
The staggering rancor of the sentiment shakes him for a moment, sourced from a place both personal and ancient. It staggers him, in the same instant that the fight turns on him. The power of his roar has been interrupted, diverted away from those he would hurt and back in his direction. While it doesn't wound him - it comes from within him, after all - it is a distraction when he needs it least.
The rocks he could deal with - he's familiar with these sort of attacks. His roar comes to a halt as he is forced to move, nimbly aiming to jump over them and away from any retribution. As it turns out, however, that's not the only thing he's contending with. Kylo Ren's's wave of force truncates his escape, snatching away the opportunity to smoothly dodge what's coming.
He collides with one of the boulders, just as another crashes into his back from behind, smaller shards of stone quick to follow. He shrieks, but this time without magical force - it's from pain, plain and simple. He can sense the tides turning against him, and as much as he craves the High Mage's blood, he knows he can't risk being taken out and recaptured.
With another cry of exertion, dark destructive magic bursts from his body, shoving the stones away from him - but not before the impact leaves him flinching and clutching his ribs. He turns to the four defenders, his eyes blazing red.
"ARROGANT WRETCHES...! YOU WILL FALL ALONGSIDE YOUR MASTERS!"
Much like his roar, the words seem bigger than his body, as if spoken by the great beast lurking within. Yet, despite the fury that claws at his heart, he turns to leap through the portal, back to the dungeons and away from Ambrose's faithful.
Their time will come.