Character
[member="Kurt Meyer"]
"Kurt, go!" Trextan said again. He followed alongside him, walking at the same pace. "You can go right now and..."
Trextan trailed off and stopped walking. It had never quite looked as if his feet were matching the pace he moved forward at. His face contorted into a grimace and he doubled over. A low growl escaped his lips as he faded out.
He opened his eyes. A slender blade took up most over his view. Just the edge held a thin bead of crimson.
"See, that's you there. On the end of my knife."
"Kurt, go!" Trextan said again. He followed alongside him, walking at the same pace. "You can go right now and..."
Trextan trailed off and stopped walking. It had never quite looked as if his feet were matching the pace he moved forward at. His face contorted into a grimace and he doubled over. A low growl escaped his lips as he faded out.
He opened his eyes. A slender blade took up most over his view. Just the edge held a thin bead of crimson.
"See, that's you there. On the end of my knife."