pineapplesalmon: (goatee haunted)
César Salazar ([personal profile] pineapplesalmon) wrote in [community profile] myicebox 2016-06-12 08:14 pm (UTC)

Unaccustomed to death in this sense, yes. Never in person. Only from a distance. Now suddenly right in front of him, the scent burning his nostrils. It stopped Caesar's mind from thinking beyond the moment, the breaks screeching as the horrific moment slammed into his thoughts and sent them scattering.

A wizard. In a way, Caesar really is one. A lot of his what he does is practically magic. His ability to throw up is not one of these things.

By the time Zaknafein addresses Caesar, the man is only dry heaving, resting on his knees. He doesn't know the words, but he knows the sentiment. The emotion translates.

Caesar looks up at the other man, eyes wide and afraid--although not of Zaknafein. His sword has been put away. It's not necessary anymore. Caesar has seen fights before. Has seen violence. But he's never seen a man sliced so cleanly in half. Fourths. Whatever. He's breathing hard despite having barely exerted himself, adrenaline pumping through his veins.

For the moment, he's in shock, trying to process what just happened. Someone just died so quickly in front of him.....

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