[ The monstrous bones shatter under the strength of the axe, the red lights briefly blinding him. He hears the sound of what must be its body shattering, and even then when his sight comes back to him he's half waiting for the pieces to pull themselves together somehow -
Fortunately, they don't.
With a hand on his shoulder he easily slips down to one knee, bowing his head slightly. The pulse of the healing spell warms his wrist, and he remembers the copper taste on his tongue is his own blood. He lets out a sharp exhale, shaking his head, his arm in Claude's grasp as he covers it with cloth. Up close he can hear the sharpness in Claude's breathing. He has no healing to offer in return. Maybe that's a blessing in disguise right now... ]
I don't, I don't know what that was. I've summoned my sword dozens of times in Horizon - [ He grimaces, his features lined with tension and his voice rough. ]
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Fortunately, they don't.
With a hand on his shoulder he easily slips down to one knee, bowing his head slightly. The pulse of the healing spell warms his wrist, and he remembers the copper taste on his tongue is his own blood. He lets out a sharp exhale, shaking his head, his arm in Claude's grasp as he covers it with cloth. Up close he can hear the sharpness in Claude's breathing. He has no healing to offer in return. Maybe that's a blessing in disguise right now... ]
I don't, I don't know what that was. I've summoned my sword dozens of times in Horizon - [ He grimaces, his features lined with tension and his voice rough. ]