[Glaives don't go down easy, not now, not ever. Takes a lot of Nif power to take out just one of their kind.]
Especially not now.
[Hope he can deal with weirdness because when Nyx throws the knife clean across the open area, and it's a damn far throw too, they turn to glass, ash, embers, smoke, fire...
Gone in a flash, an instant of being whole, and not whole, shards of a person, reforming at the location of the kukri. They reform in a same flash, errant pieces of themselves reattaching like flyaway flames finding their way back to a log.]
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[Glaives don't go down easy, not now, not ever. Takes a lot of Nif power to take out just one of their kind.]
Especially not now.
[Hope he can deal with weirdness because when Nyx throws the knife clean across the open area, and it's a damn far throw too, they turn to glass, ash, embers, smoke, fire...
Gone in a flash, an instant of being whole, and not whole, shards of a person, reforming at the location of the kukri. They reform in a same flash, errant pieces of themselves reattaching like flyaway flames finding their way back to a log.]
You alright there?