(Before the burned, bald Homunculus can run the girl through, the girl's weapon releases an ice block about two feet in width. Wrath's Eye zooms in on the incoming projectile and believes that he has cleanly evaded it, when the ice block, upon nearing him, swells into a huge dome--This is not like the rebel's ice alchemy. The user does not need to establish direct contact with the target surface, Wrath thinks.)
(Wrath knows that he cannot avoid this ever-expanding dome of frozen water, so now back at full agility, he blitzes in reverse, so that his non-sword arm takes the blow and that he clears the rest of his body out of range. Wrath glares death as his left arm freezes instantly, his raging right eye back to narrowed position momentarily as he locks onto the boy.)
(Without any breaks in between his evade and attack, charred Wrath charges through the snow towards the boy at normal speed, but no less incensed with volcanic hate. At the same time, he hears the noise of yet another alchemical attack behind him. He knows it's trajectory by ear--it gives off a distinct sound. He readies to evade it, without taking his eyes off of that little hothead--, but instead it lands on the boy--another_damned_barrier. As if that would make him stop endeavoring to cut it open.)
(Wrath collides his sword into the alchemical wall that has formed around the brat, and now, unhindered by alchemical spells flying at him, even with his left arm encased in ice and useless, his right arm works almost independently of the left side, delivering slash after slash after slash at the alchemical barrier)
( Sometimes the slashes are visible, other times they_are_not_detectable_by_the_human_eye.)
(To slice the barrier hundreds upon hundreds of times, Wrath is using his full strength, pushing his limits, and if this does not work, he is in danger of being unable to fight.)
(But until that SECOND comes, Wrath_DOES_NOT_STOP.)
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Date: 2011-01-21 02:26 pm (UTC)(Wrath knows that he cannot avoid this ever-expanding dome of frozen water, so now back at full agility, he blitzes in reverse, so that his non-sword arm takes the blow and that he clears the rest of his body out of range. Wrath glares death as his left arm freezes instantly, his raging right eye back to narrowed position momentarily as he locks onto the boy.)
(Without any breaks in between his evade and attack, charred Wrath charges through the snow towards the boy at normal speed, but no less incensed with volcanic hate. At the same time, he hears the noise of yet another alchemical attack behind him. He knows it's trajectory by ear--it gives off a distinct sound. He readies to evade it, without taking his eyes off of that little hothead--, but instead it lands on the boy--another_damned_barrier. As if that would make him stop endeavoring to cut it open.)
(Wrath collides his sword into the alchemical wall that has formed around the brat, and now, unhindered by alchemical spells flying at him, even with his left arm encased in ice and useless, his right arm works almost independently of the left side, delivering slash after slash after slash at the alchemical barrier)
( Sometimes the slashes are visible, other times they_are_not_detectable_by_the_human_eye.)
(To slice the barrier hundreds upon hundreds of times, Wrath is using his full strength, pushing his limits, and if this does not work, he is in danger of being unable to fight.)
(But until that SECOND comes, Wrath_DOES_NOT_STOP.)