[There. Another sharp exclamation and that's it, he's in motion and sprinting through the drifts with a singular purpose. This is but one hurdle, one temporary roadblock preventing him from moving forward, one thing to be overcome just like those before.
The drifting snow impedes his vision, but that doesn't do anything to turn his path. Closer, he has to be getting closer. Fingers close around the hilt of his knife; there's a little resistance as he tugs it free, the blade already tacky from fluids slowly coagulating and freezing in the cold.
He doesn't need to hide his approach, there's no need for subtlety, he knows how this will all end.
Closer still, he can make out a shape amongst the squall and he surges forward, boots crunching in the snow and knife drawn back, swooping in a killing arch, ready to dispatch this newest obstacle.
no subject
The drifting snow impedes his vision, but that doesn't do anything to turn his path. Closer, he has to be getting closer. Fingers close around the hilt of his knife; there's a little resistance as he tugs it free, the blade already tacky from fluids slowly coagulating and freezing in the cold.
-e̸xpe͘ri̧meņt̛s͝ ͡i̷n E͘xos҉cįe҉n͠cè m͠a̶n̸aģe͠d-̴
He doesn't need to hide his approach, there's no need for subtlety, he knows how this will all end.
Closer still, he can make out a shape amongst the squall and he surges forward, boots crunching in the snow and knife drawn back, swooping in a killing arch, ready to dispatch this newest obstacle.
wait
There's no room for thought, he chases it away.]