-On Santo Domingo, some of the other officers had tossed a barrel of gunpowder into the tunnel Wellard was in, in order to take out a group of attacking Spaniards. He had almost been caught in the explosion. Almost. Wellard had survived, a bit singed and bruised, but unharmed.-
Still, the rush of heat, the roar of flames, the giant breathing down his back, had been one of the most horrifying forces of nature Wellard had ever been in.
Until now.
The Dark roared around him, louder than thunder or explosions. Crushing sound from all directions forcing Wellard to the ground. Light and dark flashed and colors twisted until he screwed his eyes shut against the sickening onslaught, body shivering from both fear and the aching chill both.
At least the fire had been warm. This cold Wellard knew too well, and he gritted his teeth against the familiar, poisonous feel of it sliding along his bones like knives-
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-On Santo Domingo, some of the other officers had tossed a barrel of gunpowder into the tunnel Wellard was in, in order to take out a group of attacking Spaniards. He had almost been caught in the explosion. Almost. Wellard had survived, a bit singed and bruised, but unharmed.-
Still, the rush of heat, the roar of flames, the giant breathing down his back, had been one of the most horrifying forces of nature Wellard had ever been in.
Until now.
The Dark roared around him, louder than thunder or explosions. Crushing sound from all directions forcing Wellard to the ground. Light and dark flashed and colors twisted until he screwed his eyes shut against the sickening onslaught, body shivering from both fear and the aching chill both.
At least the fire had been warm. This cold Wellard knew too well, and he gritted his teeth against the familiar, poisonous feel of it sliding along his bones like knives-
And this power was not even directed at him.
Thank God.