Having opened himself to darkness, he's submitted to it as well, and in so doing, allowed it to have free reign. It's power under control, but also controlling, in its way, because of the very nature of its source. The change is in more than his scent and power level -- it's a more visceral sort of transformation marked not only by his stance, but also his demeanor.
Xigbar is the type to taunt and play -- whoever stands in his place cares only to see Riku submit.
The air warps around him, absorbing the brunt of the blast before some of the ice gets through. It frosts his coat but only barely makes an impact. He smiles, and though it's no longer manic, there's dark purpose in that ominously knowing glance.
What's left of the shards return, dancing about him with deadly brilliance as he walks towards the teenager. Darkness all but pools beneath his feet, and for a moment, he disappears entirely. Emerging from behind and below, he only has to gesture, the blacks line streaking Riku's limbs suddenly magnified in strength and weight. There'll be a crushing sensation too, like the air itself is trying to shove the teen into the ground.
He has plans for this one that will not go unanswered. ]
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Having opened himself to darkness, he's submitted to it as well, and in so doing, allowed it to have free reign. It's power under control, but also controlling, in its way, because of the very nature of its source. The change is in more than his scent and power level -- it's a more visceral sort of transformation marked not only by his stance, but also his demeanor.
Xigbar is the type to taunt and play -- whoever stands in his place cares only to see Riku submit.
The air warps around him, absorbing the brunt of the blast before some of the ice gets through. It frosts his coat but only barely makes an impact. He smiles, and though it's no longer manic, there's dark purpose in that ominously knowing glance.
What's left of the shards return, dancing about him with deadly brilliance as he walks towards the teenager. Darkness all but pools beneath his feet, and for a moment, he disappears entirely. Emerging from behind and below, he only has to gesture, the blacks line streaking Riku's limbs suddenly magnified in strength and weight. There'll be a crushing sensation too, like the air itself is trying to shove the teen into the ground.
He has plans for this one that will not go unanswered. ]