Snippet #1618628

Dominic brushed Amira off, lightly waving her away. He didn't want her anywhere near this rat with wings. "Don't flatter yourself your highness," said Angel spoke. The look on his face didn't make the Prince feel any less unnerved at all. In contradiction to what he'd been trying to do before, he instinctively pulled his sister closer to him in a protective stance. "I just mistook you for someone else. Someone I like." He hid the fear in his eyes and stood his ground, even as the Angel drew out his weapon. He reached for his own sword by his side with the hand that wasn't wrapped defensively around Amira, but somehow doubted his abilities in the face of this creature that he knew had killed many.

When it seemed like the attack was about to strike and that their ends were near, Dominic stepped in front of Amira and drew out his sword, holding it slanted in front of his body to possibly block any attack that was to come. But what came next wasn't a hit or a slash or feeling of pain--no, it was something completely altogether. His vaguely determined eyes were drawn away from the current danger to the lake that...dispersed into a thick steam. It slithered around his body and made him shiver. Wind brushed lightly by his face and for a moment he forgot about the Angel standing in front of him. His arm dropped to his side, along with his weapon, and he couldn't draw his eyes away from squinting into the mist for--well, he wasn't sure what he was waiting for exactly, he just knew something big was about to happen.

The scene, which should have shocked him and made him more wary than ever, only brought a strange calmness over him. It had been a while since he'd felt such a calm. Dominic closed his eyes and enjoyed the moment of peace No sound, no danger; just peace. It was...peaceful. The only way to describe such a feeling. Clicks broke the silence, causing him to open his eyes in a sort of innocent curiosity. He was no longer feeling uptight. All the anger and frustration he'd had only minutes before had been washed out of him. Nothing else seemed to matter except for this, except for now.

Something left the giant device he'd seen in the cave. He couldn't tell what was going on or what had happened with it. He was feeling numb with the odd calm and couldn't force himself to pay too much attention on each distraction or crash or beep. He squinted into the center of the now dried lake and took a step forward for a closer look. A creature--no, a being--stood there, but... He had no words to describe it. No way of thinking about what he thought of it. No judgment could be passed over such a thing. It was almost hard to fathom. Dominic watched as Elris walked up to the creature and spoke words too far away for him to hear.

Now Dominic was intrigued. Despite any possible dangers, he slid down the short distance into the hole where the lake once stood and walked over to the being. He still couldn't seem to get a perfect look at it. He ignored Elris and the machine and any others and stood in front of the being, staring at it in more childish curiosity than anything. He had many questions--what happened to the lake? Where's the gem? Why is Elris bowing to this being? Are we in danger?--but the only ones he felt like asking were directed towards the being--what is it? Who is it? How did it get here? But he remained silent and awaited for something further to happen.