searingwing: (only fate's left to decide)
Diluc Ragnvindr ([personal profile] searingwing) wrote in [community profile] deercountry 2021-11-28 06:53 pm (UTC)

[The Zealot screams and Diluc almost trips. He turns it into a lunge. He snatches up a bucket of cold blood. His teeth had felt odd in his mouth when he moved back, but now they feel too sharp. There's an odd sensation under his jumpsuit. Like patches of skin might be turning too solid.

Anger burns inside him as he twists and hurls the contents of the bucket at the Zealot charging right towards Kaeya. He breathes in again, the scent of the blood so thick he almost chokes on it. The Zealot aborts its charge. The blood gets in its mouth cutting off that terrible scream.

His rage only builds on itself. How dare these things do this to people! He would tear this place down and protect those being preyed on. Until they all reached the dawn in the distance. Until everyone was safe and happy. As if it were waiting for those thoughts familiar, welcome heat that rides through his veins like he's a mountain about to erupt. He spreads his hands and the magic tears into the world in threads of fire. It smashes into the Zealot.

Something shoots out of the flames, glittering with gold and red. His Vision. He snatches it out of the air and stuffs it between his teeth to leave his hands free. He and Kaeya don't need words to communicate on the battlefield.]

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