sacred effulgence is a hell of a spell. it's unbelievably, ridiculously strong - when you cast it, even with your deeply low SP, you can feel it rising up in you. the heat of the holy light is agonizing, enough to blow your hair backwards from your face, enough to scorch everything.
for shu, there is no surviving this spell. not at that close of a range. eunhyuk goes off like a bomb - you have never felt any pain like it. it would turn you to ashes, if you were a monster. (but the thing is, you aren't a monster. you're a person, a human being, an uninfected, untouched human being. you have made so many mistakes in your life, but you are not a monster.)
the light blots out the purple fog as it expands outwards. it wipes out the trees, the mud, the forest itself. something shrieks, somewhere deep down these awful paths, a pained, monstrous noise, but it doesn't matter. light whites out your vision, too, eunhyuk, and you think, maybe... maybe this is it. maybe, hearing eunyoo's voice in your ears is what you deserve when you must be dying.
as the whole world around you whites out, though, you hear another voice. it's dahut's actually - warm and cheerful. Being responsible doesn't mean you can hold up your entire world alone, you know...! he says, light, warm. and again, the soft urging of that wise, elder voice, the one you heard at the very beginning of your time in solistia.
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sacred effulgence is a hell of a spell. it's unbelievably, ridiculously strong - when you cast it, even with your deeply low SP, you can feel it rising up in you. the heat of the holy light is agonizing, enough to blow your hair backwards from your face, enough to scorch everything.
for shu, there is no surviving this spell. not at that close of a range. eunhyuk goes off like a bomb - you have never felt any pain like it. it would turn you to ashes, if you were a monster. (but the thing is, you aren't a monster. you're a person, a human being, an uninfected, untouched human being. you have made so many mistakes in your life, but you are not a monster.)
the light blots out the purple fog as it expands outwards. it wipes out the trees, the mud, the forest itself. something shrieks, somewhere deep down these awful paths, a pained, monstrous noise, but it doesn't matter. light whites out your vision, too, eunhyuk, and you think, maybe... maybe this is it. maybe, hearing eunyoo's voice in your ears is what you deserve when you must be dying.
as the whole world around you whites out, though, you hear another voice. it's dahut's actually - warm and cheerful. Being responsible doesn't mean you can hold up your entire world alone, you know...! he says, light, warm. and again, the soft urging of that wise, elder voice, the one you heard at the very beginning of your time in solistia.
My cleric. The truth lies in the flame.
and then everything goes black. ]