[He watches him recoil in pain and he practically revels in it, knowing he's finally gotten Xigbar where it hurts. His stare is cold, eyes boring into the man's flailing form as he staggers back.
Released, he rises and grips his blade even tighter, the pain of the darkness in his cuts receding. He doesn't bother with a Cure spell, not this late in the game.
Space shifts again and darkness comes with it, but he's prepared for it this time. He rushes Xigbar and follows his movements as he falls back. He needs to catch him and bring him down before he disappears again into the darkness and recovers.
And he does. He bounds inside Xigbar's defenses and lets the dark wash over him; it burns and it stings, hurting him, but he couldn't care less. His blade is out and another curl of his power licks his fingertips. He goes for the final strike, hurling the ball of dawn-dark into him, his eyes alight with fury.]
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Released, he rises and grips his blade even tighter, the pain of the darkness in his cuts receding. He doesn't bother with a Cure spell, not this late in the game.
Space shifts again and darkness comes with it, but he's prepared for it this time. He rushes Xigbar and follows his movements as he falls back. He needs to catch him and bring him down before he disappears again into the darkness and recovers.
And he does. He bounds inside Xigbar's defenses and lets the dark wash over him; it burns and it stings, hurting him, but he couldn't care less. His blade is out and another curl of his power licks his fingertips. He goes for the final strike, hurling the ball of dawn-dark into him, his eyes alight with fury.]