[A growl rumbles in the boy's throat, eyes slitting thin and glaring like daggers. His anger spikes higher than fear, for once. Shark-like teeth grit together. Small specks of shadows materialize around the horned young man, rapidly growing in numbers until they tower over Alla threefold. They twitch with agitation, ready to move yet held back like a caged animal banging at the bars.
The shadow darts towards Pitch like a swarm of locus. A tornado of darkness swarms the bogeyman. Alla has no means to torture the stranger, only to distract him long enough to escape, he hopes. His hooves sound off three or so times as he begins to run, only to have the wind pulled from his lungs. Knees scrape the floor as the young man's vision defocuses from the world around him.
His gaze trembles over his translucent claws. To him, they appear to be soaked in blood. Red blood. Blood belonging to someone innocent. He has done it again. Someone was hurt, possibly dead, because of him. They will search for him now. No matter what, can't run. Can't hide. Trapped. He was trapped.
The spots disperse, disappearing as they fall away. Something hollow and painful churns inside Alla. It allows the fear within to devour his anger, winning the turbulent war of emotions inside him while tears swell up to stream down his face.]
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[A growl rumbles in the boy's throat, eyes slitting thin and glaring like daggers. His anger spikes higher than fear, for once. Shark-like teeth grit together. Small specks of shadows materialize around the horned young man, rapidly growing in numbers until they tower over Alla threefold. They twitch with agitation, ready to move yet held back like a caged animal banging at the bars.
The shadow darts towards Pitch like a swarm of locus. A tornado of darkness swarms the bogeyman. Alla has no means to torture the stranger, only to distract him long enough to escape, he hopes. His hooves sound off three or so times as he begins to run, only to have the wind pulled from his lungs. Knees scrape the floor as the young man's vision defocuses from the world around him.
His gaze trembles over his translucent claws. To him, they appear to be soaked in blood. Red blood. Blood belonging to someone innocent. He has done it again. Someone was hurt, possibly dead, because of him. They will search for him now. No matter what, can't run. Can't hide. Trapped. He was trapped.
The spots disperse, disappearing as they fall away. Something hollow and painful churns inside Alla. It allows the fear within to devour his anger, winning the turbulent war of emotions inside him while tears swell up to stream down his face.]