[ At her movement, he snarls again and lifts a fist to strike her, but the spell is already attuned to him, has had decades to adapt to his unique make-up, and the effect is nearly instant when the pendant settles around his neck.
Pain blossoms behind his eyes first, and a scream is ripped from his throat in voice that isn't recognizably his. He staggers back, clutching his temples as it travels down his spine. Nausea and dizziness hit him next, a wave of it sends him crashing to his knees as bile creeps up his throat.
And then-- his body is freezing and it hurts, and it feels like his skin has been pulled taut over a drum. Every nerve screams and burns -- and then a numbness washes over him and for a long moment he feels like can't breathe--
But then his lungs suddenly draw air, and he pitches forward, catching himself and dropping to his elbows, stopping just short of getting a face full of dirt.
For at least a full minute he just breathes as the numbness leaves him (and how the fuck does numbness hurt, anyway? It's just his luck that it does). His limbs feel like liquid as he settles back to sit on the ground, and bleary eyes -- clear and green and most certainly his -- look up and find Maya.
When he speaks, he sounds almost drugged, voice thick and words slurred. ]
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Pain blossoms behind his eyes first, and a scream is ripped from his throat in voice that isn't recognizably his. He staggers back, clutching his temples as it travels down his spine. Nausea and dizziness hit him next, a wave of it sends him crashing to his knees as bile creeps up his throat.
And then-- his body is freezing and it hurts, and it feels like his skin has been pulled taut over a drum. Every nerve screams and burns -- and then a numbness washes over him and for a long moment he feels like can't breathe--
But then his lungs suddenly draw air, and he pitches forward, catching himself and dropping to his elbows, stopping just short of getting a face full of dirt.
For at least a full minute he just breathes as the numbness leaves him (and how the fuck does numbness hurt, anyway? It's just his luck that it does). His limbs feel like liquid as he settles back to sit on the ground, and bleary eyes -- clear and green and most certainly his -- look up and find Maya.
When he speaks, he sounds almost drugged, voice thick and words slurred. ]
Maya? Wh' the fuck happened...?