amun
Given the feedback from Zhanshi, and that Amun hadn't popped, snorted, or shot up any drugs (and even if he had, he wasn't sure they'd work on his Ascended physiology), there was something fishy going on. Frowning, his grip on his sword would tighten. Backing up a few steps, he would retreat from the intersection.
Once he was a short distance away, he'd turn and try to backtrack a bit. His goal was to see if the strange decrease in sight and sound was localized, or if it was somehow fixated on him. At the same time, he'd sniff at the air and reach out to brush his hand against the leaves to see if all of his senses were being affected.
Once he was a short distance away, he'd turn and try to backtrack a bit. His goal was to see if the strange decrease in sight and sound was localized, or if it was somehow fixated on him. At the same time, he'd sniff at the air and reach out to brush his hand against the leaves to see if all of his senses were being affected.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
