[There's a strange sense of steadiness that accompanies the knowledge that someone knew him so well had his back. Fragment had changed him, hone the knife's edge of his will, sharpened it with pain and blood.
He had been broken and remade so many times over. He falls back to allow Oria to shoot, he moves in to keep Kromer occupied. The rest are all scattered, whittling away at flesh, at accompanying creatures that spawned in response to the call of this inhumane creature who promised a rebirth with blood and flesh alone. They're exhausted. Sinclair is too. But he keeps fighting, carried forward by one thought alone.
In Fragment, fire had been his element. Burning cinders that threatened to reduce everything to ash. Here, he had asked for the Fae Lantern for a reason. Vines and flowers bloom in the Fae Lantern's path, little seeds of life against all the senseless death. He hears the call of the fae, gently welcoming all to the forest. Take care, take your steps carefully.
He shuts it all out.
He didn't need any of that.
He just needed one moment, one moment alone. When Kromer's arms reach out to strike him, he sees it. The gaping maw of the Abnormality, opening to consume and render all around her. And he tosses that marble inside, as he gets pinned to the ground. There's a shout. Someone yells.
"Weak, weak, weak. Sinclair. You are nothing without me. Nothing. You should have..."
The words die off, he feels the grip slacken on him, and he sees the moment that marble takes effect. Ah. So it activated that soon...]
...no. My choice was the right one all along. I needed nothing from you. And now, you'll be nothing too.
[There's a scream, inhumane, painful. And then flesh begins to twist and shift and--
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He had been broken and remade so many times over. He falls back to allow Oria to shoot, he moves in to keep Kromer occupied. The rest are all scattered, whittling away at flesh, at accompanying creatures that spawned in response to the call of this inhumane creature who promised a rebirth with blood and flesh alone. They're exhausted. Sinclair is too. But he keeps fighting, carried forward by one thought alone.
In Fragment, fire had been his element. Burning cinders that threatened to reduce everything to ash. Here, he had asked for the Fae Lantern for a reason. Vines and flowers bloom in the Fae Lantern's path, little seeds of life against all the senseless death. He hears the call of the fae, gently welcoming all to the forest. Take care, take your steps carefully.
He shuts it all out.
He didn't need any of that.
He just needed one moment, one moment alone. When Kromer's arms reach out to strike him, he sees it. The gaping maw of the Abnormality, opening to consume and render all around her. And he tosses that marble inside, as he gets pinned to the ground. There's a shout. Someone yells.
"Weak, weak, weak. Sinclair. You are nothing without me. Nothing. You should have..."
The words die off, he feels the grip slacken on him, and he sees the moment that marble takes effect. Ah. So it activated that soon...]
...no. My choice was the right one all along. I needed nothing from you. And now, you'll be nothing too.
[There's a scream, inhumane, painful. And then flesh begins to twist and shift and--
This might haunt his nightmares too.
That's alright. He knew what he had to do]