[... It may not stop Ezra's trajectory, though, despite its power. And not only that... it's Chipp's own last hurrah, too, using up what's left of his internal magic storage to let loose a blast so large. A desperate last ditch effort, just to say "I may not win, but that doesn't mean you can't lose." The punch connects - or maybe it's Ezra, himself, that crashes into Chipp, considering what he'd just been put through - and it seems like he's dented that helmet of his entirely.
But... in spite of it all, it doesn't seem like Chipp's unconscious - knocking out a Grim Reaper is difficult, their forms just made to claw and scrape and tear at anything that can keep them going, leading to fights between them almost always ending in death. Chipp has been torn limb from limb more times than he can count, purely because he wouldn't go down otherwise.
... And yet he slumps over regardless, letting out a pathetic little "fuck" under his breath as his screen goes dark. The floating half of his prosthetic clatters out from under his cloak, the usual glowing light in its palm completely absent.]
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And not only that... it's Chipp's own last hurrah, too, using up what's left of his internal magic storage to let loose a blast so large.
A desperate last ditch effort, just to say "I may not win, but that doesn't mean you can't lose."
The punch connects - or maybe it's Ezra, himself, that crashes into Chipp, considering what he'd just been put through - and it seems like he's dented that helmet of his entirely.
But... in spite of it all, it doesn't seem like Chipp's unconscious - knocking out a Grim Reaper is difficult, their forms just made to claw and scrape and tear at anything that can keep them going, leading to fights between them almost always ending in death.
Chipp has been torn limb from limb more times than he can count, purely because he wouldn't go down otherwise.
... And yet he slumps over regardless, letting out a pathetic little "fuck" under his breath as his screen goes dark. The floating half of his prosthetic clatters out from under his cloak, the usual glowing light in its palm completely absent.]