[ to daylight's luck and the eel's dismay, firo's strike hits true and manages to get a good stab at the spine of the eel. though difficult to tell from the thrashing, the eel lights go and darts away. most of the eels that were surrounding the two now follow that eel, slithering away into the depths of the water.
though some hang back and watch at a safe distance, made obvious by their glowing spines and eyes, it seems daylight and firo are by themselves.
daylight is rubbing his injured wrist, looking pretty upset now while he rubs and pokes at the bite wound to try and assess the damage. it's at that point he notices something peculiar (and worrying)- ]
... My light's gone.
[ the light that daylight had been emitting, along with the stalagmites and stalactites he's been touching to transfer his light during their travel, is no longer working. firo and day are left in the relative darkness, should there be no other sources of light at work at the moment. ]
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though some hang back and watch at a safe distance, made obvious by their glowing spines and eyes, it seems daylight and firo are by themselves.
daylight is rubbing his injured wrist, looking pretty upset now while he rubs and pokes at the bite wound to try and assess the damage. it's at that point he notices something peculiar (and worrying)- ]
... My light's gone.
[ the light that daylight had been emitting, along with the stalagmites and stalactites he's been touching to transfer his light during their travel, is no longer working. firo and day are left in the relative darkness, should there be no other sources of light at work at the moment. ]