[ M isn’t the only one that’s surprised, at least. As the ground shifts, Sebastian takes several steps back, since he at first thinks this is perhaps an ability of their target, and he doesn’t want to get caught up in it either. However, it’s clearly not once it traps him by the legs. Apparently Gen is a little more skilled than Sebastian had given him credit for.
However, his surprise and mild hesitation to drop his inconspicuous form also prevents him from stopping their escape and attack. As claws sink into M’s chest, Sebastian moves more towards the center of the alley, and those strange, dark whorls gather up around him. It’s a quick process, no longer than it takes for M to respond, but the shadows draw up and resolidify into the shape that both of them know. Still, for a moment longer, the edges of his human form still slough off that strange dark.
It's not something that Vaelakar is unaware of, though.
They bark out a sharp noise of pain at the sudden surprise of being pinned by talons and seeing the sharp teeth of what was supposed to be their prey and realize their mistake. Doubly so when someone else is suddenly behind him (though pinned as he is, he can’t fully see). They laugh first, perhaps a reflexive response to the pain, but with a flick of their hand, it starts to glow red hot as they summon flame to their palm. They’re cornered, and a blade of flame and demon’s claws are good weapons. Normally, at least.
Before the blade can be summoned in full, Sebastian closes that distance between them in an instant. Rather than use his own claws, he’s pulled out a simple combat knife and he drives it into the arm that’s in the process of summoning flame. The blade expertly slips between the gap between his forearm bones, and Sebastian twists it sharply at an angle until there’s a crack. ]
Bad luck.
[ Sebastian responds coldly, since he’s displeased that M had gotten injured at all, even if this probably doesn’t quite count towards the severe injury he’d mentioned. Thankfully, demons are resilient enough that he assumes it won’t be that bad. But still, though the palm of flame quickly ebbs away as Vaelakar’s attention can’t exactly be held on it anymore, it’s with a shout of both pain and fury that the near-dark hall is suddenly filled with bright light. That at least works for the moment on Sebastian, since with his sensitive eyes adjusted to the dark, the sharp shift is briefly blinding. ]
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However, his surprise and mild hesitation to drop his inconspicuous form also prevents him from stopping their escape and attack. As claws sink into M’s chest, Sebastian moves more towards the center of the alley, and those strange, dark whorls gather up around him. It’s a quick process, no longer than it takes for M to respond, but the shadows draw up and resolidify into the shape that both of them know. Still, for a moment longer, the edges of his human form still slough off that strange dark.
It's not something that Vaelakar is unaware of, though.
They bark out a sharp noise of pain at the sudden surprise of being pinned by talons and seeing the sharp teeth of what was supposed to be their prey and realize their mistake. Doubly so when someone else is suddenly behind him (though pinned as he is, he can’t fully see). They laugh first, perhaps a reflexive response to the pain, but with a flick of their hand, it starts to glow red hot as they summon flame to their palm. They’re cornered, and a blade of flame and demon’s claws are good weapons. Normally, at least.
Before the blade can be summoned in full, Sebastian closes that distance between them in an instant. Rather than use his own claws, he’s pulled out a simple combat knife and he drives it into the arm that’s in the process of summoning flame. The blade expertly slips between the gap between his forearm bones, and Sebastian twists it sharply at an angle until there’s a crack. ]
Bad luck.
[ Sebastian responds coldly, since he’s displeased that M had gotten injured at all, even if this probably doesn’t quite count towards the severe injury he’d mentioned. Thankfully, demons are resilient enough that he assumes it won’t be that bad. But still, though the palm of flame quickly ebbs away as Vaelakar’s attention can’t exactly be held on it anymore, it’s with a shout of both pain and fury that the near-dark hall is suddenly filled with bright light. That at least works for the moment on Sebastian, since with his sensitive eyes adjusted to the dark, the sharp shift is briefly blinding. ]