It whips past him to and fro, playing games. It smiles at him with those painted lips still red with blood and Shouto feels a deep-seated aversion to it. Tries to get away, but even at his hottest, it runs circles around him. Comes up beside him when it gets bored and has the audacity to ask him that!
It reaches out to him - Don't touch me! - and Shouto blasts it with fire, instincts taking over. The roar of the flames covers up the snap of its fingers birthing a fireball of energy that hits him full-on blasting him through his own wall of ice knocking the breath out of him. ]
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It whips past him to and fro, playing games. It smiles at him with those painted lips still red with blood and Shouto feels a deep-seated aversion to it. Tries to get away, but even at his hottest, it runs circles around him. Comes up beside him when it gets bored and has the audacity to ask him that!
It reaches out to him - Don't touch me! - and Shouto blasts it with fire, instincts taking over. The roar of the flames covers up the snap of its fingers birthing a fireball of energy that hits him full-on blasting him through his own wall of ice knocking the breath out of him. ]