Convergence

[Nox]

Power rose somewhere. Some man was pulling at the power inside and the feeling of danger crept up his spine. Nox looked around and saw the flows from a man directed at them. It was an interesting weave. Something he could only speculate at. A cone stretching from them to his ear - listening maybe. But if he were listening he just heard what he'd said.

The man's reaction was unexpected - he was readying for a fight. The hand at the small of his back was distracting. Raffe was here and the gun was... fuck! Then the chill rose again. "Fuck!" Nox turned to see a fire ball floating in front of Sterling as she started screaming. "Fuck!" Nox split his flows yet again, the sweat from the exertion beaded on his forehead and he doused the fire in a bucket of air and water. "Fuck!

The man was Atharim. Fuck! Nox had caught the snake as he rounded to find the fireball. Fuck!

Nox let go of the weaves around the fireball and Sterling. "Run. We will be right behind you." The only weave he maintained was the plat that for some reason meant more to him than he thought it might. He smiled at Raffe and knew if he told the man to go he wouldn't. So he'd have to go with him.

Nox reached into the earth and pushed his power into it, the ground shook slightly as he did it, but no one felt it. It was the tremors of the power Nox imagined the earth wrapping around the Atharim's feet and it was just as he envisioned it.