The grand ball

[Nox]

The net of spirit Ascendancy made dwarfed his own, and it slid into place with minimal effort and the shiver along his skin died with the piercing screams. It still held on to the woman and Nox only held the power out of fear of never grabbing it again. It seared him. The memories of the power scorching his soul was not a distance memory and it made him want to wretch.

Jaxen stepped in front of the tiny laser lights. Much like he'd helped him back in the alley way. Nox took a deep breath as he glanced at the Ascendancy brimming with power. If he was going to die, he might as well do it defending the innocent. Nox pushed away from Cruz and joined Jaxen in front of the Ijiraq and Oriena. He sent flows of air to grab empty champagne glasses and shattered them as he brought them forth.

Nox didn't turn around he watched to make sure Oriena breathed still, but he didn't dare get close, if someone wanted to shoot him, they could. He'd be none-the-wiser. But now the shattered glass floated in a circle around Oriena, refacting the laser light in a thousand directions. Sure the good marks man could still make the shot, but Nox was hoping it would rebound back at them and blind them as well. He probably could have formed a wall infused with silver particles to do the same, but he wasn't sure he had the strength left in him to do it.

He spoke to Jaxen, but to the others as well. "Don't cross the path of the glass. You'll rip your lungs to shreds."