[And suddenly there is another source of laughter, trailing along Fandaniel's soul attack like a tail of embers that accompanies a comet. This one isn't as much part of Douman's soul as it is a remnant of another. Something dangerously close yet alien to concepts of embodied divinities like eidolons are in Fandaniel's home world, acting like an impulse of a second will that is guiding the Ascian's savagery towards its target while keeping the Nurarihyon from slipping away just yet.
If Fandaniel cares to inspect it, he will find slyness and laughter, the essence of Summer wrapped in flames. It's signature resembles that of a phoenix, but it's far more fickle and unpredictable ....not to mention dipped into a faint scent of blood.
It maintains its own claim on Douman's soul, a leftover permanent stain in his blood from a god setting his sigil on a human that has not even once believed or prayed to them. And right now it's on Fandaniel's side, because nothing and nobody else could have this man besides the god who murdered and turned him.
Douman isn't screaming anymore when Fandaniel reaches his infection and tears it out. He could have bucked the leftover energy from becoming that guy's creation easily in his normal state and then slipped from Fandaniel, but he's tired. So tired. And what's the point? He has killed Seimei again and it didn't matter anymore. Hadn't really mattered the first time. Might never matter ever, no matter how many times he does it. Last time he fought, and it brought nothing. What if he gives in this time?
There is a short moment of hesitation.
Then Douman sighs as he falls forward and his body frays into shreds of darkness that pool into the darkness that covers the floor where his body touches it as if it were the surface of a body of water. His lifeless body sinks into the ground as if it were going under in no time, leaving Fandaniel with his chains and a win. One Gnosia effectively neutralized.]
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If Fandaniel cares to inspect it, he will find slyness and laughter, the essence of Summer wrapped in flames. It's signature resembles that of a phoenix, but it's far more fickle and unpredictable ....not to mention dipped into a faint scent of blood.
It maintains its own claim on Douman's soul, a leftover permanent stain in his blood from a god setting his sigil on a human that has not even once believed or prayed to them. And right now it's on Fandaniel's side, because nothing and nobody else could have this man besides the god who murdered and turned him.
Douman isn't screaming anymore when Fandaniel reaches his infection and tears it out. He could have bucked the leftover energy from becoming that guy's creation easily in his normal state and then slipped from Fandaniel, but he's tired. So tired. And what's the point? He has killed Seimei again and it didn't matter anymore. Hadn't really mattered the first time. Might never matter ever, no matter how many times he does it. Last time he fought, and it brought nothing. What if he gives in this time?
There is a short moment of hesitation.
Then Douman sighs as he falls forward and his body frays into shreds of darkness that pool into the darkness that covers the floor where his body touches it as if it were the surface of a body of water. His lifeless body sinks into the ground as if it were going under in no time, leaving Fandaniel with his chains and a win. One Gnosia effectively neutralized.]