Felix's eyes barely had time to narrow suspiciously at Shortaxe before the orb suddenly flared to life within his chest pocket. Then his eyes widened in horror right before the pain kicked in. The sensation was excruciating as the lightning coursed through his entire body and he was certain his vision blacked out while he stood locked in place from the backlash. He was less certain if the horrific scream made it out or only played in his head but his mouth did start to open before his jaw clenched and then his whole face flinched in agony.
The next thing he knew he was hitting the ground. His whole body had gone stiff, frozen and locked in place as the lightning rushed through him and only when it had escaped, leaving him worn and bloody, did his body finally keel over and collapse upon the dusty floor of the tower room. It must have been mere seconds that only felt like hours before his brain restarted after the pain subsided--that was a lie, it didn't cease so much as his mind couldn't comprehend it anymore and it became a dull ache that spread across his body in undulating waves of torturous heartbeats. He still couldn't move and he wasn't certain whether it was from the lingering pain or some extra part of the spell that prevented his muscles from cooperating but either way he was stuck. Only a few uncontrollable twitches coursed through his body spasmodically till even those receded into complete stillness.
But Felix's mind was still his own even as he struggled to stay conscious. The darkness behind his closed eyelids tempted him to give into the void of unconsciousness but he could make out the mental HUD from his communication device telling him that he was still recording and sending out to the network. His breathing was shallow. His everything hurt. And for the second time in his life he thought 'this is what it must be like to die'. And, once again, he had one thing on his mind as he cut the video recording and opened a link to Finn once again: revenge.
Finn. Don't let him get away. Follow him. Don't...fail...
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The next thing he knew he was hitting the ground. His whole body had gone stiff, frozen and locked in place as the lightning rushed through him and only when it had escaped, leaving him worn and bloody, did his body finally keel over and collapse upon the dusty floor of the tower room. It must have been mere seconds that only felt like hours before his brain restarted after the pain subsided--that was a lie, it didn't cease so much as his mind couldn't comprehend it anymore and it became a dull ache that spread across his body in undulating waves of torturous heartbeats. He still couldn't move and he wasn't certain whether it was from the lingering pain or some extra part of the spell that prevented his muscles from cooperating but either way he was stuck. Only a few uncontrollable twitches coursed through his body spasmodically till even those receded into complete stillness.
But Felix's mind was still his own even as he struggled to stay conscious. The darkness behind his closed eyelids tempted him to give into the void of unconsciousness but he could make out the mental HUD from his communication device telling him that he was still recording and sending out to the network. His breathing was shallow. His everything hurt. And for the second time in his life he thought 'this is what it must be like to die'. And, once again, he had one thing on his mind as he cut the video recording and opened a link to Finn once again: revenge.
Finn. Don't let him get away. Follow him. Don't...fail...