[Searing pain begins to blossom throughout his body, but if he had to rate it on a scale of 1 to 10, it wasn't even a 4. He's endured the agony of ages. He's been stabbed, poisoned, nearly decapitated, drowned, buried alive, and all manner of other creative assassination attempts over the years, and he's still never managed to die. And yet he'd say that being chained to the Order because of his desire to save Azhdaha was so much worse.
It doesn't even slow him down. He keeps walking. What's frustrating is that he doesn't even feel the need to sprint in a battle. He nimbly jumps between platforms looking like he's traipsing through a butterfly garden rather than Douman's Hellish Tartarus Tour. More falling debris pings off his shield, but he hasn't even drawn his fucking lance yet.
The darkening sky turns bright orange as a massive meteor made of Geo appears and crashes down into the shikigami. Whatever survives its shockwave will be petrified as stone for a few seconds, enough to give them a taste of what the Wrath of the Rock could possibly mean.
He has not broken eye contact. He summons Vortex Vanquisher and continues walking.]
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It doesn't even slow him down. He keeps walking. What's frustrating is that he doesn't even feel the need to sprint in a battle. He nimbly jumps between platforms looking like he's traipsing through a butterfly garden rather than Douman's Hellish Tartarus Tour. More falling debris pings off his shield, but he hasn't even drawn his fucking lance yet.
The darkening sky turns bright orange as a massive meteor made of Geo appears and crashes down into the shikigami. Whatever survives its shockwave will be petrified as stone for a few seconds, enough to give them a taste of what the Wrath of the Rock could possibly mean.
He has not broken eye contact. He summons Vortex Vanquisher and continues walking.]