every time i think i've finally made it, i learn i'm farther away than i have ever been before
When his swipe brought the intended consequence, Noah surged forward. The spear turned and twisted, the blade coming down as it shone brilliantly in the sunlight. Noah’s laughter may have left the air, but it didn’t leave his face. Mischief lit his eyes and the smile wrinkled the corners of his face.
Taking a calculated risk in trying to close more distance between them, Noah felt the slice of the blade as it caught his shirt and cleanly left a line of crimson on his abdomen. Noah took the attack knowing that whatever was inflicted could then be healed as quickly as it came. He needed to take the hit to keep Talyson from getting up, which was his goal. The tip of his spear swiped down with Noah’s swift movements and, with the control he held over each fiber in his muscles, Noah intended to stop the blade just short of the courier’s neck, hopefully pinning him where he lay prone.
Taking a calculated risk in trying to close more distance between them, Noah felt the slice of the blade as it caught his shirt and cleanly left a line of crimson on his abdomen. Noah took the attack knowing that whatever was inflicted could then be healed as quickly as it came. He needed to take the hit to keep Talyson from getting up, which was his goal. The tip of his spear swiped down with Noah’s swift movements and, with the control he held over each fiber in his muscles, Noah intended to stop the blade just short of the courier’s neck, hopefully pinning him where he lay prone.
NOAH
