[ Hell yeah, Elias! You ain't seen nothing yet. ((But also feel free to have Elias wake up and send that letter!))
Xenk groans from where he's collapsed on the ground. Bleeding out will no doubt wake him soon, and in the haze of the dream, he's both his human age, yet recalls Elias' voice with certain clarity.
Perhaps he deserves this, Xenk thinks, laying facedown on the floor, in a puddle of too-red blood. Szass Tam had never hurt him like this. The torture was never so physical, and yet... Xenk groans uselessly all the same. He's too human, his stoicism more a mask than true at this age.
The fact is this hurts and in the real world he's no doubt screaming. He might be able to pull himself out of it if he dies here, but he's human and stupid. He wants to live. ]
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Xenk groans from where he's collapsed on the ground. Bleeding out will no doubt wake him soon, and in the haze of the dream, he's both his human age, yet recalls Elias' voice with certain clarity.
Perhaps he deserves this, Xenk thinks, laying facedown on the floor, in a puddle of too-red blood. Szass Tam had never hurt him like this. The torture was never so physical, and yet... Xenk groans uselessly all the same. He's too human, his stoicism more a mask than true at this age.
The fact is this hurts and in the real world he's no doubt screaming. He might be able to pull himself out of it if he dies here, but he's human and stupid. He wants to live. ]
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