[ He was shaking. Just a faint tremor. Maybe from exhaustion, or stress, or adrenaline, or the fact that Katurian had just died -- or maybe it was the poison he could practically feel his heart treacherously pumping through his all too human body. Weak. His fingers dropped from Katurian's faded pulse to grip his shoulder tightly. An apology to his corpse. An apology for what he was about to do.
Run away.
Because he could already tell his body was shutting down. He felt nauseous, his head pounding, the numbness spreading from his fingertips up his arms. He was going to die -- for real this time, if he couldn't get away from whatever it was that had killed his powers. Angelica. This place. And he could see Angelica trying to recover, still standing even with the mess of glass in her face. Terry couldn't wait any longer.
His grip tightened on Katurian for just a moment before he let go, stumbling towards the door. Struggling to make his failing body obey him enough to pull it open, staggering out into the night air. His legs felt seconds from giving out -- he just had to get as far as he could go. ]
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Run away.
Because he could already tell his body was shutting down. He felt nauseous, his head pounding, the numbness spreading from his fingertips up his arms. He was going to die -- for real this time, if he couldn't get away from whatever it was that had killed his powers. Angelica. This place. And he could see Angelica trying to recover, still standing even with the mess of glass in her face. Terry couldn't wait any longer.
His grip tightened on Katurian for just a moment before he let go, stumbling towards the door. Struggling to make his failing body obey him enough to pull it open, staggering out into the night air. His legs felt seconds from giving out -- he just had to get as far as he could go. ]