Ignatius hesitates for a moment, but ultimately he won't question it. Instead, he nods slightly, and closes his eyes as he focuses on drawing back in the power he lent her. Her heart will burn for a moment, and then some of that warmth will escape through her hand and into his body. Not all of it, though. There's a part of him that will burn in that heart for as long as she's alive.
Ignatius pushes himself off the table, answering Syrlya's question with actions. Of course, once he stands, he immediately wavers on his feet, as if walking for the first time. He has to catch himself against the table, his head swimming with dizziness. His thoughts still feel jumbled, even without the constant assault on his mind.
"They already have more of me than that," he says, in regards to the cuttings being left behind.
Meanwhile, something runs past the outer entrance that Peridot cut. None of them will get a good look at it, but it was small, furry, and moving fast. Of course, there are at least three humanoid bodies following right after it, though they stop abruptly about ten feet from the hole in the wall.
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Ignatius pushes himself off the table, answering Syrlya's question with actions. Of course, once he stands, he immediately wavers on his feet, as if walking for the first time. He has to catch himself against the table, his head swimming with dizziness. His thoughts still feel jumbled, even without the constant assault on his mind.
"They already have more of me than that," he says, in regards to the cuttings being left behind.
Meanwhile, something runs past the outer entrance that Peridot cut. None of them will get a good look at it, but it was small, furry, and moving fast. Of course, there are at least three humanoid bodies following right after it, though they stop abruptly about ten feet from the hole in the wall.
"Oh fuck," one of them says. "Fuck!"