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| [There are no thoughts. With one final searing tug he frees his hands from the ropes; he lunges for a spear, urgency guiding his arm, and heaves it point-first directly at the heart of the Electro Archon.
An action punishable by death, swift as the lightning's strike. But he is already dead, worse than dead, with the Vision gone and his last hope of fighting the Decree- flying in his direction as the Shogun parries the spear and so cannot strike her killing blow, and Aether's headed his way and Thoma opens his arms and shifts his stance and breathes out hard as soon as the traveler's shoulders make contact with his chest.
He's awake. Thoma can see his eyes fighting to open, a damn sight better than staring at his prone unconscious body just a second ago, and when the eyes of the soldiers toward them Thoma stops thinking again. His arms go around Aether and his feet start running and there is a cliff behind them, before them, sitting well above its counterpart on the opposite side.
( Thoma leaps. ) | |
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