[ There's a strange overlay happening here that he can't make sense of. A film reel laid on top of a different reel and played at the same time, familiar scenes mixed in with scenes that he's never seen before, and the ache in his head grows and grows and grows.
He doesn't understand what's happening.
This is exactly where he needs to be right now.
The kick knocks the wind out of him and Dokja goes sprawling on his back, mouth open as he tries to suck in a breath that doesn't seem to want to cooperate with him. He's almost a second too late when the mace comes swinging down at him, but he manages to move just enough to send the same white fur from before to cover his hand and then grab hold of the mace before it crushes him.
A nasty blow meant to kill. This isn't the same boy who had curled in on himself in fear, covering his head with his arms as Dokja tried and then tried again to kill him.
Then who...?
It doesn't matter, a different voice seems to say. Urges him on as his other hand grips the handle of his dagger tighter and then drives it toward Gen's wrist. To cut, to stab, anything at this point. But with all the blood creeping down his face and obscuring his vision, he's having a hard time making out where it is he needs to go. ]
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He doesn't understand what's happening.
This is exactly where he needs to be right now.
The kick knocks the wind out of him and Dokja goes sprawling on his back, mouth open as he tries to suck in a breath that doesn't seem to want to cooperate with him. He's almost a second too late when the mace comes swinging down at him, but he manages to move just enough to send the same white fur from before to cover his hand and then grab hold of the mace before it crushes him.
A nasty blow meant to kill. This isn't the same boy who had curled in on himself in fear, covering his head with his arms as Dokja tried and then tried again to kill him.
Then who...?
It doesn't matter, a different voice seems to say. Urges him on as his other hand grips the handle of his dagger tighter and then drives it toward Gen's wrist. To cut, to stab, anything at this point. But with all the blood creeping down his face and obscuring his vision, he's having a hard time making out where it is he needs to go. ]