Into The Fire

[Nox]

The fall seemed to quell Ivan's fury. He didn't look like he was going to kill him anymore and Nox was grateful for that. Killing a cop would put him in no better position than it had Bas. Poor Bas. Fucking Atharim!

Nox sighed at his thoughts and tried to embrace Ivan's success. Nox waited for him to at least get a hold of himself. "Now let it go and try again."


Nox really didn't wait for him to follow instructions, he either did or didn't it really didn't matter. He was instructor and Ivan either trusted him or not.

Nox started weaving another ball of light in front of him. He wove each thread slowly so Ivan saw how each element went into the weave. It wasn't complicated but it was one of the few combat useless devices he knew. Seeing however was always a good thing and it beat the flickering of a flame.

Nox held the ball of light in one hand and concentrated on trying to bring the whip of fire up. Three attempts later Nox tied the globe of light off, again showing Ivan how to do it. Slow and steady. He didn't explain. He didn't know how to explain why something worked, he just did what he did - he wasn't a teacher.

Nox didn't weave the whip slowly. Ivan didn't know how to use one and a whip unlike a staff or sword would only hurt you in the long run until you learned how to use it. He had a few scars from self inflicted damage when he was learning. Nox held the flaming coil in his hand and grinned at Ivan. "Let's go hunting."


Nova danced around his feet. Where had he gone when things happened with Ivan? He hoped he didn't lose Nova down here. Nox wasn't sure he could handle another loss.


Edited by Nox, Nov 6 2015, 08:42 AM.