"Understood." He nods and reaches for the glaive at his back and waits for the sound of her movement before starting his count.
It bought him a couple moments of privacy, and a second to run the edge of his glaive over the back of his left arm, between the strips of leather he usually kept wrapped around it. The cut is clean and coats the edge of his blade in red.
That well of power in him still carried some energy, though it had waned some in the time since his confrontation with Dunn, it seemed to prick and pull stronger as he focuses on his intentions. A new hunt. A new target, and a need for the icy chill that forms along the edge of his weapon where his blood now sits. Steam from the air dances around his glaive, though he only just feels it as he moves to take his position at the end of the makeshift alley and wait.
cw: brief self-harm
It bought him a couple moments of privacy, and a second to run the edge of his glaive over the back of his left arm, between the strips of leather he usually kept wrapped around it. The cut is clean and coats the edge of his blade in red.
That well of power in him still carried some energy, though it had waned some in the time since his confrontation with Dunn, it seemed to prick and pull stronger as he focuses on his intentions. A new hunt. A new target, and a need for the icy chill that forms along the edge of his weapon where his blood now sits. Steam from the air dances around his glaive, though he only just feels it as he moves to take his position at the end of the makeshift alley and wait.