[ Things are not going well for Cid. He wields his sword against the Kraken's lashing tentacles, doing his best to help keep the damned thing's attention on himself or the other Summoned, and away from their meagre supplies. He's had to stay well away from the others as levin crackles around him — for the first time, truly out of his control.
He'd not been planning to use his abilities at all, but it seems whatever is happening with the Singularity or this place has left him without any choice. Levin leaps from his body in great arcs, striking anything or anyone unfortunate enough to get close. Only Nir, his wolf familiar, seems unworried about the lightning. (There's a sharp pain in his side, but he can't worry about it now.)
For the most part, no one gets too close. For the most part, it works... except that Cid is tiring. His shoulder aches with the weight of stone. He ought to back off, regroup. Let someone take his place. The levin has started to ease. Now of all times, it presents less of a threat, and the Kraken's attention is drawn elsewhere. Perhaps if someone else had approached him, he would step back without much of a fuss.
Barnabas is greeted with a sword aimed at his throat. ]
Sod off. [ He sounds more weary than he'd like, but his eyes still glow a bright, aetheric blue. He tightens his grip on the sword. Beside him, Nir crouches, growling. ]
⚡ barnabas
He'd not been planning to use his abilities at all, but it seems whatever is happening with the Singularity or this place has left him without any choice. Levin leaps from his body in great arcs, striking anything or anyone unfortunate enough to get close. Only Nir, his wolf familiar, seems unworried about the lightning. (There's a sharp pain in his side, but he can't worry about it now.)
For the most part, no one gets too close. For the most part, it works... except that Cid is tiring. His shoulder aches with the weight of stone. He ought to back off, regroup. Let someone take his place. The levin has started to ease. Now of all times, it presents less of a threat, and the Kraken's attention is drawn elsewhere. Perhaps if someone else had approached him, he would step back without much of a fuss.
Barnabas is greeted with a sword aimed at his throat. ]
Sod off. [ He sounds more weary than he'd like, but his eyes still glow a bright, aetheric blue. He tightens his grip on the sword. Beside him, Nir crouches, growling. ]