Posted Oct 07 2012 - 04:16 PM
IC:Heuani hadn't experienced this kind of pain for a long time. The feeling of being rent apart from the inside was not a pleasant one, and Heuani knew that, strong as his body was, he would not be able to resist the pull indefinitely. The Toa of Shadow's handsome face contorted as the sinews in his body were pulled in directions they were never supposed to be pulled in, as his muscles burned when the bones beneath them flexed. It was excruciating, and Heuani decided that it was time to end things. The Toa of Shadow had found Dorian and he had intended to play a little with him, subdue him, and then enrapture him as he'd enraptured countless others; Dorian, though, had a remarkable levelheadedness, and inconvenient practice with a deadly trick. He played Heuani's game too well.In short, Dorian would've been more trouble than he was worth. Heuani slipped mentally out of his body for an instant, leaving behind its tortured frame for long enough to summon the shadows of a tree and leash them to his will. With the shadow of one thick branch and an agonized growl, Heuani smashed Dorian's head, striking the Toa of Iron unconscious. Heuani felt his body return to his control; it still throbbed in every stressed joint, but as soon as Dorian had been knocked out, his influence was cut short. Heuani let the bonds holding Dorian fade, and Dorian's limp body fell into the damp earth, the side of his head somewhat dented. The Toa of Shadow groaned a little as he bent over and picked up Dorian's body, leaning it against the tree. Pensively, Heuani traced his finger along some of the lines of Dorian's body, remarking that he still felt nothing in his fingertips. It was a little unnerving that, even after Dorian was unconscious, mouth slightly open, his iron residue remained. Heuani flicked himself in the forearm - he felt that from his forearm, but not his fingers. It was only the nerves of his digits, it seemed, that had been affected. Curious: he would find a way to restore the touch to his fingers, somehow. Heuani picked up Dorian's sword and his own flamberge, and thought about decapitating Dorian. He decided that would have been too quick. Instead, a hand of his shadow raised Dorian a few feet off the ground, sliding him further up the trunk. Once at a certain height, Heuani took the Toa of Iron's sword and thrust it with all the power his weakened joints could muster through Dorian's abdomen and deep into the tree behind him, pinning Dorian like a butterfly to the wood. He used his own sword, quiet and nigh-invisible in the darkness save a few glimmers of refracted moonlight, to nip off the small iron spike Dorian had used to pierce the lightning bug earlier. This needle and its specimen he fixed into the tree next to Dorian's face with another fine hand of shadow.After an approving glance, Heuani dissolved into the dark of the earth, his joints too sore for him to do much walking. He melted into the black at his feet as though it was a deep pool of water, leaving Dorian knocked out and skewered in his wake.Heuani hoped that Dorian would regain consciousness in time to die.