[There's a few self-cauterizing wounds on his arms, legs, one went through his lower chest...and then she hits the arm that has already started shifting to being more energy than flesh. It sets off a weird chain reaction; the shape of his arm seems to warp and bubble, shifting and then almost flickering out of existence for a second before it settles again.
That tears it, for him.]
Enough.
[It's a low hiss so harsh and guttural it sounds more like a cauldron bubbling, almost, than a real voice. He summons another one of his bursts to his hand, this time keeping it smaller so he can be more precise, and when he has an opening lobs it right at her head.]
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That tears it, for him.]
Enough.
[It's a low hiss so harsh and guttural it sounds more like a cauldron bubbling, almost, than a real voice. He summons another one of his bursts to his hand, this time keeping it smaller so he can be more precise, and when he has an opening lobs it right at her head.]