[Seviilia shakes the chains off and throws out her hands to summon her axes back, but they never make it back to her palms. With no time to move and nothing to protect her, she is effectively pinned to the wall via Byfrost. Her eyes widen and shriek rips through her, causing all the ghouls to pause in their attacks. The two on their own stand and blink uselessly like statues while the ones Lightning had shot lay with vacant stares.
Her breathing comes in rattling heaves, her body slumping across the sword's width. She grips it in an attempt to brace herself, tembling with pain. Somehow, this was worse than the first time -- perhaps because he hadn't gone straight for her head or her heart.
With the blood coagulating out of the fresh wound, it becomes readily apparent that she's not going to survive this charade. Any other sting, caused by disease or otherwise, pales in comparison to the cold taking over her. She hears the shots, but they don't register entirely and the deed had already been done.
no subject
Her breathing comes in rattling heaves, her body slumping across the sword's width. She grips it in an attempt to brace herself, tembling with pain. Somehow, this was worse than the first time -- perhaps because he hadn't gone straight for her head or her heart.
With the blood coagulating out of the fresh wound, it becomes readily apparent that she's not going to survive this charade. Any other sting, caused by disease or otherwise, pales in comparison to the cold taking over her. She hears the shots, but they don't register entirely and the deed had already been done.
Her grip on Byfrost is weak.]