[ Somnus does not flinch once once his hand connects, and afterwards, he lowers him just enough to have his feet skirt the ground, twisting Zidane’s arm to reveal the open knick upon it. Indeed, with no other wounds, the youth’s uncharacteristic malaise can only be the work of a curse.
Ice underlies each edge of his words, vicious and cold as sleet. ]
Speak, only when addressed. No more, no less.
[ And here Somnus appears to wait. If Zidane speaks again, Somnus will make to crush his wrist by force both his grip and the kinetic magic he wields. ]
ITS SAD…
Ice underlies each edge of his words, vicious and cold as sleet. ]
Speak, only when addressed. No more, no less.
[ And here Somnus appears to wait. If Zidane speaks again, Somnus will make to crush his wrist by force both his grip and the kinetic magic he wields. ]