[ Usually one to stand his ground, a feeling like cold static rolls up his spine, diffusing in the back of his eyes, his throat. So strong he can almost taste the unfamiliar anxiety of it. But if he can't resort to a fight, then he won't resort to idling, either.
His attention darts aside when the noises come — the desecrated hiss of rot blooming, buildings and asphalt cracking as they shift, wet like broken bone. And beyond that, movement, whispers of aggression, sounds of something breaking free and going on the hunt. Warding Agent Choi aside, his free hand lifts to trace something against the air as if writing on a clear pane of glass. It should be familiar.
It's the same pathcutting sigil once traced on the back of his hand. ]
This won't cost me much to cast. [ He explains quietly, invoking it in a soft spark of light. It pulses, magic racing ahead and around a corner. ] This way.
[ Subaru pushes ahead first to follow its lead, urging Choi to follow close behind with a firmer lace of his fingers. ]
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His attention darts aside when the noises come — the desecrated hiss of rot blooming, buildings and asphalt cracking as they shift, wet like broken bone. And beyond that, movement, whispers of aggression, sounds of something breaking free and going on the hunt. Warding Agent Choi aside, his free hand lifts to trace something against the air as if writing on a clear pane of glass. It should be familiar.
It's the same pathcutting sigil once traced on the back of his hand. ]
This won't cost me much to cast. [ He explains quietly, invoking it in a soft spark of light. It pulses, magic racing ahead and around a corner. ] This way.
[ Subaru pushes ahead first to follow its lead, urging Choi to follow close behind with a firmer lace of his fingers. ]