[ amidst the tumult of battle, the concentration he needs to control the Power, the blinding pain where gray stabbed him, there's a moment where he sees the look on vaeka's face and thinks — well, that it's familiar. feeling relief at the prospect of freedom, but aghast at the potential cost...hadn't he been there, maybe a day ago? their experiences weren't the same, of course, but it's enough to fill him with sympathy.
and it makes his next decision easier.
he throws an invisible barrier up, effectively walling the corridor with syrlya and vaeka (and an escape route) on one side, and himself and gray on the other. it can't be seen, but it's as physically tangible as if a brick wall had suddenly sprung up there. as reinforcement, and to encourage gray further away from his allies, a fire starts to rage along the barrier on their side. there's a clean shot out the hallway and to eventual freedom, if syrlya and vaeka are lucky. ]
Both of you go! [ light forbid there's another kenoma aion or achamite guard ready to intercept. syrlya doesn't need to waste his time here instead of protecting vaeka. ] Hurry!
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and it makes his next decision easier.
he throws an invisible barrier up, effectively walling the corridor with syrlya and vaeka (and an escape route) on one side, and himself and gray on the other. it can't be seen, but it's as physically tangible as if a brick wall had suddenly sprung up there. as reinforcement, and to encourage gray further away from his allies, a fire starts to rage along the barrier on their side. there's a clean shot out the hallway and to eventual freedom, if syrlya and vaeka are lucky. ]
Both of you go! [ light forbid there's another kenoma aion or achamite guard ready to intercept. syrlya doesn't need to waste his time here instead of protecting vaeka. ] Hurry!