This time, Takasugi watches Solomon's arm contort, bending against itself until the flesh has reshaped into a crude blade, sharp and grotesque. His smile mirrors the display, a gouge across his face as the man's pristine countenance erodes.
With a sickening split, the creatures severed limb falls away, sending it into coil after coil of pain. For the moment, it poses no threat, the monster just as likely to retreat as to lash out for survival.
Too bad Solomon didn't just finish it off.
But Takasugi hadn't expected him to. When pyres had been burning high in Wyver, he'd expected some fight, some physicality behind the frustration he'd caused by pushing the man away. Then, nothing.
And here, too, nothing, other than muted aggravation.]
Do you need help? [Ask him for it, and he'll oblige.]
he is Into It
This time, Takasugi watches Solomon's arm contort, bending against itself until the flesh has reshaped into a crude blade, sharp and grotesque. His smile mirrors the display, a gouge across his face as the man's pristine countenance erodes.
With a sickening split, the creatures severed limb falls away, sending it into coil after coil of pain. For the moment, it poses no threat, the monster just as likely to retreat as to lash out for survival.
Too bad Solomon didn't just finish it off.
But Takasugi hadn't expected him to. When pyres had been burning high in Wyver, he'd expected some fight, some physicality behind the frustration he'd caused by pushing the man away. Then, nothing.
And here, too, nothing, other than muted aggravation.]
Do you need help? [Ask him for it, and he'll oblige.]