[ He froze. She was just there suddenly, somewhere between Katurian fighting beside him and that thing all claws and feathers in his face. He froze because he hadn't felt her, hadn't sensed her and she'd been so close. But her mind was closed off, as if protected by a winding labyrinth, leaving him wandering telepathically without ever finding the fears that should have risen from her thoughts to meet Nightmare's son.
There was a feeling tightening in his chest that he didn't recognize as his eyes fell to where her scalpel gleamed at Katurian's throat. It tasted bitter in the back of his mouth. It was... Powerlessness.
He was frozen, at a lost now that he suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of his own humanity-- until he saw Katurian move, that resistance making him force himself to move. He had to improvise, grabbing an empty glass beaker and smashing it on the counter, making it into something sharp before lunging at Angelica. ]
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There was a feeling tightening in his chest that he didn't recognize as his eyes fell to where her scalpel gleamed at Katurian's throat. It tasted bitter in the back of his mouth. It was... Powerlessness.
He was frozen, at a lost now that he suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of his own humanity-- until he saw Katurian move, that resistance making him force himself to move. He had to improvise, grabbing an empty glass beaker and smashing it on the counter, making it into something sharp before lunging at Angelica. ]