[When it's over, it looks like a meteor had struck where the rock had been. His fists ache. Magic suffuses his very being. He stares at his hands. He hadn't been wrong. What despair he had made...was by his own hand and the memories aren't over yet.
He hits the ground again, letting out his rage in one furious howl that turns in a dragon's roar. It slams across the link and blasts through every part of him before he sags, head hanging low. Smoke rises from the pulverised rock. The image of the small crater visible for just a moment.]
9/15; dr3 spoilers ahead 2/3
He hits the ground again, letting out his rage in one furious howl that turns in a dragon's roar. It slams across the link and blasts through every part of him before he sags, head hanging low. Smoke rises from the pulverised rock. The image of the small crater visible for just a moment.]