Essek is wobbly as he pulls his knees to his chest and lets Ryo do what is needed to check him for injuries. It's lucky for them that this street is not highly populated, because it takes an effort for Essek to swallow the pained gasp when the magic redoubles and shocks him, causing him to full body flinch. Only through active effort does he not pull away from Ryo immediately, but he does draw his hand back hesitantly when he feels the young man's fingers release him.
The words don't make sense. He can still feel how his body was sundered again and again, how every fiber was picked apart and seared with pain. There's no way he's not injured, he looks at his hands, they shake and flinch as he turns them over, but he doesn't sees nothing but unmarred skin, not even where he was shocked. He knows what he felt , he-
What did you see?
"N-" there's a long moment as his eyes squeeze shut like he doesn't want to think about it, but he doesn't have the mental fortitude to fight against it. "There was...we parted the illusion and-- there was a hand of burning energy... it grabbed us and-- people burned... we couldn't, we-- then pain... pain and n-" his voice catches as he buries his hands in his hair, gripping it as he curls tighter, his face hiding against his knees.
"Nothing," he chokes on the word as his mind catches on that. Nothing, nothing nothingnothingnothingnothing-- he shakes like he'll fall apart. His breathing starts to go erratic as his grief moves to overwhelm him again, because he has nothing. He can't fathom why he would be alive but to suffer everything he's lost.
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The words don't make sense. He can still feel how his body was sundered again and again, how every fiber was picked apart and seared with pain. There's no way he's not injured, he looks at his hands, they shake and flinch as he turns them over, but he doesn't sees nothing but unmarred skin, not even where he was shocked. He knows what he felt , he-
What did you see?
"N-" there's a long moment as his eyes squeeze shut like he doesn't want to think about it, but he doesn't have the mental fortitude to fight against it. "There was...we parted the illusion and-- there was a hand of burning energy... it grabbed us and-- people burned... we couldn't, we-- then pain... pain and n-" his voice catches as he buries his hands in his hair, gripping it as he curls tighter, his face hiding against his knees.
"Nothing," he chokes on the word as his mind catches on that. Nothing, nothing nothingnothingnothingnothing-- he shakes like he'll fall apart. His breathing starts to go erratic as his grief moves to overwhelm him again, because he has nothing. He can't fathom why he would be alive but to suffer everything he's lost.