[Preceding the break, Erichthonios can hear the skittering thumps and thuds as Lucy ascends the building with so many Fractured following behind. It is enough for him to send away the person he had been tending to, the portal depositing them to somewhere deep within the building, on another floor-- far from him -- before closing with nary a sign of its prior existence, save for the presence of trace amounts of bios.
The glass shatters, and he does not run. Book in hand, grasped to his chest, he stands firm, red eyes resolute.
It is her words that stay his action, the protectiveness projected by the creature that confronts him -- a creature whose face he recognizes the traces of someone he has met within -- giving him pause.
He allows the Fractured to take him into their grip, still standing firm, yet not pulling away.
They shine in her color; mayhap held in her sway. He does not fear them.]
...You know him. That metal man.
[He pauses, taking in her changed appearance.]
And even changed as you are, you still fear him. Why?
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The glass shatters, and he does not run. Book in hand, grasped to his chest, he stands firm, red eyes resolute.
It is her words that stay his action, the protectiveness projected by the creature that confronts him -- a creature whose face he recognizes the traces of someone he has met within -- giving him pause.
He allows the Fractured to take him into their grip, still standing firm, yet not pulling away.
They shine in her color; mayhap held in her sway. He does not fear them.]
...You know him. That metal man.
[He pauses, taking in her changed appearance.]
And even changed as you are, you still fear him. Why?