[The oddest part, really, is that he gets hit. Bones smash like toothpicks and there's no monster coming from his shadow, or claws from behind him tearing him apart, or that black acid in the air becoming physical rather than emotional.
He smashed the legs of a teenager. Good job.
Okay no. I lied. The oddest part is that he gets up. That presence actually is physical now, and it's enough to make a soul collapse on itself just from that alone. But it's not alone. The movements are slow and jerky, like a puppet on broken strings, and that metaphor keeps working because the movements are wrong. Broken legs can't be stood on. Spines don't bend that way. Eyes aren't supposed to have things writhing in them.]
「HA HA HA! OF COURSE YOU KNOW! WHAT I'M ASKING IS IF YOU UNDERSTAND. THINK, YOU STUPID MAN! THIS IS WHAT I MEAN BY LISTENING? ARE YOU CAPABLE OF HEARING WORDS OR IS YOUR ONLY TALENT BREAKING EVERYONE YOU TOUCH!」
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He smashed the legs of a teenager. Good job.
Okay no. I lied. The oddest part is that he gets up. That presence actually is physical now, and it's enough to make a soul collapse on itself just from that alone. But it's not alone. The movements are slow and jerky, like a puppet on broken strings, and that metaphor keeps working because the movements are wrong. Broken legs can't be stood on. Spines don't bend that way. Eyes aren't supposed to have things writhing in them.]
「HA HA HA! OF COURSE YOU KNOW! WHAT I'M ASKING IS IF YOU UNDERSTAND. THINK, YOU STUPID MAN! THIS IS WHAT I MEAN BY LISTENING? ARE YOU CAPABLE OF HEARING WORDS OR IS YOUR ONLY TALENT BREAKING EVERYONE YOU TOUCH!」