Dala mentions to the one next to him, "Your eyes are a prism, your senses. All of them. "Catching the light and trapping it in your sight. It isn't the most salt I've tasted, but it's still bitter enough to break the soul." Alikin looks back in disbelief. His heart feeling as if it's going to combust and chattering teeth still adamantly let out the words, "I do this and I'm out from under the thumb of Dev right? My sister. All I care about is getting her back. Fuck the consequences." Grinding his teeth he takes a stand before him and says in a grave tone, "You do this and it'll be the last thing you do as an innocent man, understand?"  "Yes, anything to keep her safe." Dev takes a puff of his exotic leaf-wrapped smoke, letting out smoke rings. "You'll let her go safe right?" Alikin questions in exasperation. His breathe shaking. "Sure, lapdog. Do as your told and you will have exactly that." D...

 My opponent looking for any way to hurt the wings guiding my fall stilling life within me to find a weak tendon in his anatomy. Already had a broken thumb from above when I'd fallen through on the dense clear water of cyan and blue. The rest of the hand no longer crunched and contorted helps me glide the metal locking me to the Feral discourse so similar. The heated plate of a hemisphere hitting the horizon. He manages to use my own inertia against me buckling my hip bone and flipping me as he twists my spine with the muscle tissue of my wings. I scream in excruciating pain as he rips both of my wings off. I catch my near mirrored image's hand, looping it around his three fingers and snapping each one. The sustained sonic noise flattened our senses of sound. We continue catapulting to the ground dragging him down to the next jolt of entering the next barrier towards the asphalt.  That pang of hitting the atmosphere our eardrums leaving the level of decibels with us both disor...