after a tough battle, Alec’s worried about Magnus’s magic depletion – but they’re both fine, right?
whumptober day 30 - wound reveal
cw: violence, injury, mild sexual content
“Magnus!” Alec yelled. “Magnus! Do it now!”
Magnus looked over to him. Alec was moving almost faster than Magnus could see, sending arrow after arrow after arrow into the hordes of demons streaming from the apartment building before them.
“Are you sure it’s clear?” Magnus yelled back. They had done their best to evacuate the mundanes inside, glamouring the demon invasion as a fire, but he couldn’t be sure—
“It’s clear! Do it now—” Alec cut off with a yelp as the demons swarmed him and he disappeared in the writhing mass of bodies.
Magnus moved instinctively towards him, needing to help, but stopped himself. The best way he could help was by closing the rift.
He summoned his magic from the depths of his core and blasted the building with a stream of blue fire. He could feel the moment the rift sealed, a rippling in the air that heralded a sudden drop in demonic energy.
Magnus kept up his attack, purging the building of all demonic traces until it was charred from the inside out, looking like it really had been ravaged by a devastating fire. He leaned down on his knees when he was done, breathing hard.
Movement appeared in his peripheral vision, and then Alec was beside him. “Hey,” he said, “you okay?”
Magnus dragged himself back upright to look at him. Alec was covered head-to-toe in ichor, but seemed mostly unharmed, the heavy material of his gear only torn here and there with shallow claw marks. One long cut ran down his temple, dripping blood onto his neck. Magnus raised a hand to heal it.
“No, don’t.” Alec caught his wrist. “I got it.” He pulled out his stele and drew an iratze on his forearm. Magnus watched as the various cuts knit themselves back together.
“You used a ton of magic,” Alec said. “Are you feeling okay?”
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