[ When the shadows touch his bare hands, he feels a similar chill that Matt does. He has a human body, so he’s not immune in the slightest to what these things can do to him. But he growls in response and drives the much more divine claws of his armor into the shadow. He can almost grasp them for what the are—it feels like something on the tip of his tongue. He’s sure that if this were his World, he’d be able to pin them down, but his Authority only stretches so far in one that doesn’t fully recognize it.
He truly doesn’t give Matt a second glance as he casts his spell. His own focus is on the mass of shadows that are realizing that this isn’t so easy a target. It keeps them away from Matt, which is the point. However, as the glow is cast, one of the shadows starts to take a shape like it’s trying a different tactic. It shifts to something humanoid, but before it fully solidifies, there are intensely violet eyes that stare out of the shadow their way.
—And Tezcatlipoca cuts it in half without even a moment’s hesitation.
At least for Matt’s part, the spell holds. It’s successful, even, because the shadow squirms and writhes under the magic like it’s trying to escape, but it’s not without a slight hiccup. It seems like the light is almost burning away at the shadow, albeit slowly. It won’t last forever under the light.
Tezcatlipoca huffs out a heavy breath as he looks Matt’s way to see his success. He shakes his hand like that might remove some of the lingering, tingling numbness, but with a burst of speed drawn from magic, he closes the distance between them. Matt would be completely fair in feeling a bit fearful as Tezcatlipoca shoots forward and swings a kick down that sure seems like it could be for Matt… But his obsidian leg hits the ground in front of him with a shower of purple sparks. It can at least drive some of the rest back, or such is his thought. ]
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He truly doesn’t give Matt a second glance as he casts his spell. His own focus is on the mass of shadows that are realizing that this isn’t so easy a target. It keeps them away from Matt, which is the point. However, as the glow is cast, one of the shadows starts to take a shape like it’s trying a different tactic. It shifts to something humanoid, but before it fully solidifies, there are intensely violet eyes that stare out of the shadow their way.
—And Tezcatlipoca cuts it in half without even a moment’s hesitation.
At least for Matt’s part, the spell holds. It’s successful, even, because the shadow squirms and writhes under the magic like it’s trying to escape, but it’s not without a slight hiccup. It seems like the light is almost burning away at the shadow, albeit slowly. It won’t last forever under the light.
Tezcatlipoca huffs out a heavy breath as he looks Matt’s way to see his success. He shakes his hand like that might remove some of the lingering, tingling numbness, but with a burst of speed drawn from magic, he closes the distance between them. Matt would be completely fair in feeling a bit fearful as Tezcatlipoca shoots forward and swings a kick down that sure seems like it could be for Matt… But his obsidian leg hits the ground in front of him with a shower of purple sparks. It can at least drive some of the rest back, or such is his thought. ]