[ the bright light of blue that shimmer from jayce's eyes are the only things that bounce in the night as he staggers&mdash. he knows that he mustn't blindly travel ahead when serph couldn't stretch himself so thin. with an adjustment of his left leg and anchoring his right, jayce pulls the lever of his hammer to crack open, expose the roaring core of corruption inside, and land a glitching blast that splits the avian creature and leaves it suspended where it dies. another. then, another.
almost there— and still the whispers sing like a perishing siren's song. ]
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almost there— and still the whispers sing like a perishing siren's song. ]