His vision flared with light and pain, and for the second time today he blindly felt himself fall to his knees, muscles spasming. No! There'd been no sign before that 836 was capable of this! How was this possible?
The prisoner ran past him, almost brushing the tips of his claws.
No. No. Either by some trick of mechanical skill or Will itself, the prisoner had managed to fight back. Was trying to lock him in.
That would fail utterly. The shocks were still clinging to his bones and he had to fight against them to move. But he didn't have to stumble after the prisoner. No matter how much he hurt, he could still see his target. That made this so much easier.
Space distorted around him, and the shards pulsed uneasily, out of phase with the Spire, but he was now directly behind the contemptible little thing, reaching out to grab it by the neck.
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Date: 2020-04-24 10:42 pm (UTC)The prisoner ran past him, almost brushing the tips of his claws.
No. No. Either by some trick of mechanical skill or Will itself, the prisoner had managed to fight back. Was trying to lock him in.
That would fail utterly. The shocks were still clinging to his bones and he had to fight against them to move. But he didn't have to stumble after the prisoner. No matter how much he hurt, he could still see his target. That made this so much easier.
Space distorted around him, and the shards pulsed uneasily, out of phase with the Spire, but he was now directly behind the contemptible little thing, reaching out to grab it by the neck.