[KQ] Long Lost Souls

aúsi, nos paramas // & still we stand

Choking on invisible tendrils that shredded the inside of his mouth and clogged his throat, the alchemist fell to his knees pawing frantically at his throat. Heaving in bursts of air when he could and coughing when he couldn't, he tried to listen to what Sam was saying, squinting through half-narrowed eyes. The was darkness on Rex's face, but she seemed alright despite the fluid leaking down her cheeks. He was crying, as was Sam. At least she couldn't feel pain, and naively, he thought that meant it would all be alright.

And suddenly...they're both gone. It is only the slight movement of the net, still held up, that gives him any indication they're still there at all. He knew Sam could become invisible and simply assumes that Rexanna can too. Still, he feels a shiver ripple down his spine, now feeling very, very alone.

And so, knowing he is now the only target, he leans into it, contorting and growing to become large. If they are going to come for him, let him be in a body large enough to bear their assaults.

Roaring loudly, the alchemist begins calling out for his fellow attuned. He isn't close enough yet, but he intends for them to hear him as soon as he is. To gather the luxere in a circle if they can, because they have a monster in tow.

THE

ALCHEMIST

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