[ With the whip around his neck going slack enough for him to gasp in some much needed breaths, Dokja finally manages to get his legs under him to push himself back up to stand with shaking legs, one hand held on to the coil to keep it from tightening once more. He's worn down, and there's nothing in particular that he wants to say as his opponent steadily approaches, though a very honest anxiety starts to grip at his heart.
He doesn't know where it comes from, only recognizes it because of how often it's visited him before in the past. Immersion has completely taken over this role he's playing, and he takes a stumbling step back.
But then the command comes, deafening loud and clear, and Dokja finds that he has no control of his body as he goes crashing back down, his knees colliding against the cavern floor at her behest, every part and piece of him feeling too heavy to move. His eyes go wide in shock but that's about the extent of his reaction, his frail mind a blank canvas as if awaiting her next order to dash a mark across it.
He knows this. This is the same method that the Hylician soldiers had utilized to render him complacent when they'd first discovered him, and he's stunned now to find it working in the hands of someone who... had been just like him. Not only that, he'd recovered his powers and been able to fight back, so why...?
He needs to get back up (does he?) and fight (will he?)...
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He doesn't know where it comes from, only recognizes it because of how often it's visited him before in the past. Immersion has completely taken over this role he's playing, and he takes a stumbling step back.
But then the command comes, deafening loud and clear, and Dokja finds that he has no control of his body as he goes crashing back down, his knees colliding against the cavern floor at her behest, every part and piece of him feeling too heavy to move. His eyes go wide in shock but that's about the extent of his reaction, his frail mind a blank canvas as if awaiting her next order to dash a mark across it.
He knows this. This is the same method that the Hylician soldiers had utilized to render him complacent when they'd first discovered him, and he's stunned now to find it working in the hands of someone who... had been just like him. Not only that, he'd recovered his powers and been able to fight back, so why...?
He needs to get back up (does he?) and fight (will he?)...
But why is it that his mind wars with him? ]