Morgoth has been observing. More to the point, he's been paying shrewd attention. The witches - by which he means the Edain and the Elda who have fought him before - are distracted. He has noticed the Merlin's increased reluctance to use magic. All this became very convenient... when he saw that suddenly there was a breach in the fabric of this
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However, something, or nothing, catches his eye, and he wheels around, nervously tense, and grabs a small table reflexively.
Maeglin has good reflexes, but not quite good enough from that distance. And there is nothing he hates more than pain. Screaming, therefore, curled into himself amid the wreckage from the table and, well, bleeding. Though it seems to be mostly superficial.
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When he hears Maeglin's cries, he comes over, kneels.
"Hey, hey, boy." Just trying to get him to notice that his not!uncle is here.
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We don't like surprises.
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Caranthir's hand settles around the piece.
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When Cara pulls it out, even cleanly, he screams once, sharply, and faints.
Sorry, Caranthir. He's not used to this, not really. And he does not do well with physical pain, at all.
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