[For a moment he stares at him, a flame in his eyes. Then all magic dies away to nothing. Vision Users do pay a price and that price hasn’t changed since he was in a dream or now.
He can feel it. He steps back, and reaches down, unclipping his Vision. Visions are a light in the sea for those who are lost. A tool in the hands of the ambitious. Dellingr appears in a swirl of smoke and takes the Vision into his jaws. He walks away from the pair with it and drops it on the ground. But he looms over it.
He gave up his vision once in anger and broken faith. He won’t give it up again. Diluc waits, feeling that inability to call fire despite his soul singing with it. It is contained within. Like he is a mountain.]
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He can feel it. He steps back, and reaches down, unclipping his Vision. Visions are a light in the sea for those who are lost. A tool in the hands of the ambitious. Dellingr appears in a swirl of smoke and takes the Vision into his jaws. He walks away from the pair with it and drops it on the ground. But he looms over it.
He gave up his vision once in anger and broken faith. He won’t give it up again. Diluc waits, feeling that inability to call fire despite his soul singing with it. It is contained within. Like he is a mountain.]