Bigby bursts from the titan's stomach, and he instantly realizes, despite the change in appearance, that the man had lived. No doubt, the scene itself was gruesome, with what he believes is corruption turning that shimmering paleblood into something far more sinister. But his fellow Sleeper had clawed his way out of the grasp of death itself- impressive. Steam rises and the ground becomes harder to see, and he hopes those vines of Fern's hold steady. Wind threatens to blow him from the rooftop itself as the titan tries to take to the air, and in one blink, Childe teleports above the titan itself.
While he floats and prepares for a strike from above, he gets some interesting information from Illarion's Omen. Sergei, his fox Omen, wisps out in a dark cloud of smoke around his neck, to convey the information. He's gone as soon as he'd appeared, leaving the Harbinger in shock.
There's someone inside? How...?
It doesn't matter how. He's sure whoever is inside is probably the one commanding the titan, but he can't quite tell how to reach them. There's no time like the present to get started, and he lets himself fall, his double bladed polearm that glowed with the constellations in the night sky pointed directly down to spear where he thinks this puppeteer is. Electricity begins to shoot out of the blade, arcing erratically in the air around him, intent on searing down as far as he can.
Either way, his aim is too low. Even if he manages to penetrate the skin of the titan, it's below the nape of the neck. The mental map didn't give him a good enough idea of where Falco lay inside of the titan.]
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Bigby bursts from the titan's stomach, and he instantly realizes, despite the change in appearance, that the man had lived. No doubt, the scene itself was gruesome, with what he believes is corruption turning that shimmering paleblood into something far more sinister. But his fellow Sleeper had clawed his way out of the grasp of death itself- impressive. Steam rises and the ground becomes harder to see, and he hopes those vines of Fern's hold steady. Wind threatens to blow him from the rooftop itself as the titan tries to take to the air, and in one blink, Childe teleports above the titan itself.
While he floats and prepares for a strike from above, he gets some interesting information from Illarion's Omen. Sergei, his fox Omen, wisps out in a dark cloud of smoke around his neck, to convey the information. He's gone as soon as he'd appeared, leaving the Harbinger in shock.
There's someone inside? How...?
It doesn't matter how. He's sure whoever is inside is probably the one commanding the titan, but he can't quite tell how to reach them. There's no time like the present to get started, and he lets himself fall, his double bladed polearm that glowed with the constellations in the night sky pointed directly down to spear where he thinks this puppeteer is. Electricity begins to shoot out of the blade, arcing erratically in the air around him, intent on searing down as far as he can.
Either way, his aim is too low. Even if he manages to penetrate the skin of the titan, it's below the nape of the neck. The mental map didn't give him a good enough idea of where Falco lay inside of the titan.]