[ A shame that this blessing of light magic was only temporary. But that suits Cloud perfectly fine; it wasn't that he was stubborn and was adamant against borrowing power to accomplish a mission. But he still held a modicum of distrust for various aides this world has to offer them. And having a tattoo permanently etched on him that could backfire in some way and be used against the people he cared about didn't sit right with him. Call him an overthinker, but this temporary arrangement suits him far better. Because he's going to take full advantage of it for as long as he can until this whole damn building is rubble and ash.
And the past left behind them for good. With the initial flurry of shadow arms burning and crumbling to dust in the wake of his Light-infused slashes, Cloud would have been in serious trouble if it hadn't been for Nenonen's assistance. It was more than that. They held her weight and then some as they detects the tendrils of darkness that would have clutched and killed them within seconds before his own SOLDIER fighting instincts could.
Which is why his breath catches temporarily when he hops back from the twin fonts of water that shoot up along the wall that gives way.
He can barely react. He can barely get a word in before they're suddenly flash-frozen. The arms trapped before they too are impaled and shattered to pieces upon hitting the unforgiving ground. At least for a moment's reprieve, that was the brunt of the force they uncovered in this hellacious hallway. Remembering to breath again, there's a look of disbelief in his eyes, but also a trace of excitement in his voice when he can't help himself as he looks back to them. ]
Alright, Nen!
[ That? Was pretty cool. They were all practitioners in the art of seasonal magic, but that was so unique. They may believe that they weren't proficient in combat, but that quick thinking taught him otherwise. And when they get out of this, they're going to know if Cloud has anything to say about it. ]
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And the past left behind them for good. With the initial flurry of shadow arms burning and crumbling to dust in the wake of his Light-infused slashes, Cloud would have been in serious trouble if it hadn't been for Nenonen's assistance. It was more than that. They held her weight and then some as they detects the tendrils of darkness that would have clutched and killed them within seconds before his own SOLDIER fighting instincts could.
Which is why his breath catches temporarily when he hops back from the twin fonts of water that shoot up along the wall that gives way.
He can barely react. He can barely get a word in before they're suddenly flash-frozen. The arms trapped before they too are impaled and shattered to pieces upon hitting the unforgiving ground. At least for a moment's reprieve, that was the brunt of the force they uncovered in this hellacious hallway. Remembering to breath again, there's a look of disbelief in his eyes, but also a trace of excitement in his voice when he can't help himself as he looks back to them. ]
Alright, Nen!
[ That? Was pretty cool. They were all practitioners in the art of seasonal magic, but that was so unique. They may believe that they weren't proficient in combat, but that quick thinking taught him otherwise. And when they get out of this, they're going to know if Cloud has anything to say about it. ]