my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Before Amun could even respond to Wessex, everything went fucking insane. The ice wall shattered, and a wall of mud and sharp objects crashed over the festival. His eyes widened, but there was nothing he could do to get out of the way. Unlike Wessex, he couldn’t teleport, he barely had any speed to him at all, and his luck in Caido had been pretty rotten so far.
So there was nothing he could do to stop the sliver of ice that sliced through his left hip. There was even less he could do to stop the block of it that crushed his right hand. He was swept along in the mud's wake, sent tumbling to the ground. Though he didn't feel pain, he immediately did a scan.
What he found was...not great. Still, he levered himself to his feet, grabbed a pole from a fallen stall, and started limping away from the carnage.
So there was nothing he could do to stop the sliver of ice that sliced through his left hip. There was even less he could do to stop the block of it that crushed his right hand. He was swept along in the mud's wake, sent tumbling to the ground. Though he didn't feel pain, he immediately did a scan.
What he found was...not great. Still, he levered himself to his feet, grabbed a pole from a fallen stall, and started limping away from the carnage.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
