[ It takes focus to keep the connection locked between the two of them, and sharing an experience that was only partly his own adds strain to the effort, but soon enough the memory comes: someone wearing Shez's slightly altered likeness, his sword cleaving through another man's body as a ritualistic sacrifice before an incantation, an all-encompassing darkness to swallow his foes.
Once it's over, D may be flooded with a different feeling: the sense of one's heart racing, a gasp for breath as one breaks the surface. ]
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Once it's over, D may be flooded with a different feeling: the sense of one's heart racing, a gasp for breath as one breaks the surface. ]
... there. Did it work?