[ Izumo's initial unease penetrated through the layers of sleep like a blade. When unease turned to confusion, golden eyes snapped open and he pushed himself up. He was below the bar, in the basement when it happened. Izumo, his shinki, suddenly spiraled out of control the rush of memories releasing a dam of emotions that shot straight through their bond hitting the monotone god like a bullet.
Sorrow, anger, pain, guilt. They all melted together creating a concoction of toxic emotions that speared him straight through the shoulder. Blight. It carved through his flesh in jagged lines of agony. Mikoto stumbled to his knees, clutching his blighted shoulder even as he tried to force himself back up to reach Izumo. But the pain was too much and his control too perilous. With the full force of his shinki's guilt riding him, the Red King lost control. The molten sea erupted from him exploding in every direction, incinerating the basement within moments before rushing up the stairs and shattering every window, melting every bottle. Red filled Ra's temple in the dead of night erupting from the ceiling like a volcano spewing ash in a single show of power. ]
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Sorrow, anger, pain, guilt. They all melted together creating a concoction of toxic emotions that speared him straight through the shoulder. Blight. It carved through his flesh in jagged lines of agony. Mikoto stumbled to his knees, clutching his blighted shoulder even as he tried to force himself back up to reach Izumo. But the pain was too much and his control too perilous. With the full force of his shinki's guilt riding him, the Red King lost control. The molten sea erupted from him exploding in every direction, incinerating the basement within moments before rushing up the stairs and shattering every window, melting every bottle. Red filled Ra's temple in the dead of night erupting from the ceiling like a volcano spewing ash in a single show of power. ]