@singularitybled cast message: slimy doom -- reversed -- essek!
the sensation of arcane energy doesn’t strike like a bolt but lingers, travelling beneath his skin like water poured over him, and fades just as quickly as it hit him; what little, little hope he’d had of having managed to resist the effect is quickly punched out of him as every cut and injury he’s taken over the last few days come alive with new pain, both scab and scar tissue melting away beneath his clothes, and the pulsing pain of wounds made fresh again lights up his nerves---he doesn’t need for the first drops of blood from the re-opened scrape on his lip to fall to know he’s bleeding; if the sensation of his body undoing its healing had not been enough, the warm liquid spreading between his skin and clothes not capable of soaking enough of it would have ensured that realisation long before the sight or taste of it.
but the sight and taste do come, regardless, as dark greys stain to black from the inside, purples growing warmer and darker with pools as the crimson pushes through layers of clothing---and still, it is not until the moment he tries to take a step that he realises how much he’s bleeding, as the world grows dark for a split second before he can correct himself, dizziness shattering any remaining chance of holding up a spell. drip, dr-drip---before he notices the falling crimson droplets hitting his shoes from the little, forgotten scratch on his extended hand: as the weight of the inviting unconsciousness pulls at him again, there’s a single warning, helpless look towards essek---before clever eyes lose their focus and he topples forwards and down to his knees.
CLEARING OUT THE INBOX. / slimy doom — bleeding uncontrollably.