REMI
The twist of the knife was indeed successful, severing sensitive veins that rendered the man's remaining fingers useless. Perhaps a knee to the groin would serve him better.
Skewered by ice and dropped to the ground as they were, the alchemist witnessed this with eyes that had grown wide. Ice. Death. His teeth ground unconsciously and the scar tissue on his chest began to itch. Remi's stomach muscles tensed and his chin rose as if to ward off bile. It was to close to (not home) death, and stars danced before Remi's eyes as the men dropped to the ground.
Loren hadn't answered Remi's call, and so the alchemist turned a blind if not entirely stunned and shocked eye away, the burden on his shoulder suddenly all the lighter for the trauma he'd just witnessed.
Skewered by ice and dropped to the ground as they were, the alchemist witnessed this with eyes that had grown wide. Ice. Death. His teeth ground unconsciously and the scar tissue on his chest began to itch. Remi's stomach muscles tensed and his chin rose as if to ward off bile. It was to close to (not home) death, and stars danced before Remi's eyes as the men dropped to the ground.
Loren hadn't answered Remi's call, and so the alchemist turned a blind if not entirely stunned and shocked eye away, the burden on his shoulder suddenly all the lighter for the trauma he'd just witnessed.
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
