[It's hard to tell if Lucian intended to start recording this or not. If he did, he's lost whatever train of thought he planned to share.
The jacketless swordsman is slumped against a wall, sweating and trembling, in a room that's way too dark for the time of day. Only his paper-pale skin keeps him from completely blending in with the shadows. The
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[It's so hard, so so hard to keep control. He needs power, so much power, and there's more than enough just waiting. All he has to do is stop fighting it and--]
No! Leave me alone, I won't do it! I won't!
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--is it the Forge? Is this a mist-thing? What's happening to you?! I'm not asking you to do anything!!
Lucian!
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