[He takes a moment to collect himself, but he does. Right, he cannot force it, as Ademnet displayed before, but that feeling, brief as it was, drew him in. Yet, what he perceived as a light at the end of a tunnel turned out to be more akin to an anglerfish's lure.
He brings a hand to the blood which streaks from his nose and eye, wiping it away, his eyes opening to peer at it, then to Ademnet, his expression focused and grim.]
My apologies.
[He forces himself to stand even though his balance isn't quite back, but likewise he forces the hunt in his mind to end. Pushing away the impulse to continue. Pressing on stoicly, he continues forward as if he hadn't just nearly collapsed, with or without Ademnet's aid.
He'll need to find somewhere to clean his hand, that was a decent amount of blood. How troublesome.]
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[He takes a moment to collect himself, but he does. Right, he cannot force it, as Ademnet displayed before, but that feeling, brief as it was, drew him in. Yet, what he perceived as a light at the end of a tunnel turned out to be more akin to an anglerfish's lure.
He brings a hand to the blood which streaks from his nose and eye, wiping it away, his eyes opening to peer at it, then to Ademnet, his expression focused and grim.]
My apologies.
[He forces himself to stand even though his balance isn't quite back, but likewise he forces the hunt in his mind to end. Pushing away the impulse to continue. Pressing on stoicly, he continues forward as if he hadn't just nearly collapsed, with or without Ademnet's aid.
He'll need to find somewhere to clean his hand, that was a decent amount of blood. How troublesome.]
Where were we?