For a moment, Kaeya can only hear the loud thundering of his own heart. It's erratic in the way it beats wildly inside his chest, as if threatening to leap right out because he has no idea if he's going to die right here and now. And while his attempt to rattle Estinien's focus is enough to spare him from a fiery end, he knows that this isn't over. He still has to break free of the dragoon's grasp, and—
Sharp claws descend upon his neck, strangling out any noise that he could ever make. He doesn't have much time to deal with that, because the next thing he knows, Estinien's roar cuts right through to him like a blast he has no way of avoiding. Everything hurts. His mind feels like it's being spliced into two. He feels the coil of Estinien's tail tighten around him, making this much worse than it already is.
There's no escape. Not for him, but he's going to make sure that Estinien has nowhere to go either.
It takes a great deal of effort to hold onto the Pleroma's arm, gripping him tightly with his hands and with every little bit of strength he has left, he begins to freeze them both in place. There's barely any finesse to this attempt given that his emotions are going haywire, so it happens quick and desperately fast. Spikes of bitter cold ice branch out from where he's holding on and spread outwards, gradually increasing in size as it tries to encase the two of them in a wintery prison.
(And if Estinien cares to look, amidst the chaos, there's Kaeya's shard peaking from underneath the eyepatch.)
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Sharp claws descend upon his neck, strangling out any noise that he could ever make. He doesn't have much time to deal with that, because the next thing he knows, Estinien's roar cuts right through to him like a blast he has no way of avoiding. Everything hurts. His mind feels like it's being spliced into two. He feels the coil of Estinien's tail tighten around him, making this much worse than it already is.
There's no escape. Not for him, but he's going to make sure that Estinien has nowhere to go either.
It takes a great deal of effort to hold onto the Pleroma's arm, gripping him tightly with his hands and with every little bit of strength he has left, he begins to freeze them both in place. There's barely any finesse to this attempt given that his emotions are going haywire, so it happens quick and desperately fast. Spikes of bitter cold ice branch out from where he's holding on and spread outwards, gradually increasing in size as it tries to encase the two of them in a wintery prison.
(And if Estinien cares to look, amidst the chaos, there's Kaeya's shard peaking from underneath the eyepatch.)