[Somewhere in the middle of the nightmare flashes is one perhaps just unfamiliar enough to help snap Dan out if it – a mixed sense of resignation and gratitude, an awful crunching sound, a decapitated head splashing into a pool of orange liquid – as something presses the nightrender back a bit, relieving the weight on the man's chest.
The monster is far from gone. It seems only inches away, stabbing and clawing only to be blocked by an invisible barrier that flashes and crackles with energy with each impact against it. But there's a soft voice by Dan's side, a soothing contrast to the hell within and without.]
Is it more than you can bear?
[Kaworu can't deal with the nightrender. He can't do more than hold it at bay for the moment. But he seems unconcerned, standing over the prone man with his hands in his pockets and a thoughtful expression on his face.]
III
The monster is far from gone. It seems only inches away, stabbing and clawing only to be blocked by an invisible barrier that flashes and crackles with energy with each impact against it. But there's a soft voice by Dan's side, a soothing contrast to the hell within and without.]
Is it more than you can bear?
[Kaworu can't deal with the nightrender. He can't do more than hold it at bay for the moment. But he seems unconcerned, standing over the prone man with his hands in his pockets and a thoughtful expression on his face.]