- 15 Jul 2019, 15:02
As Nathan began to speak, Hunter's expression began to shift and tighten. That's not what he wanted to hear at all! He had expected a telling off, or a few punches, or something! But full and ultimate power over the collar!? Did Nathan change his mind and suddenly want him dead?
"Now, hold on a moment, let's not get too-"
But he was cut off by his own yell of pain, hands snatching up to grip at the collar. The pain rippled through his muscles, tore through his flesh, pulsed through his bones. Knees seemed to crumble and he indeed landed on them with a heavy thud. He grit his teeth hard, so hard that he had not noticed one of his sharp fangs digging right into his lip and drawing blood. He desperately pulled at the collar despite knowing it was unrelenting, and squeezed his eyes shut.
This was a longer duration than anything Nathan or Astrid had done. His body wasn't used to this, and it quivered under the strain.
"Enough! Stop!" He yelled, his back starting to curl under, as though his body wanted to coil up to null the pain. Inadvertently bowing toward Ciceron. "I apologise!" He suddenly yelled out.
And then it stopped. The excruciating pain ceased, and Hunter's muscles loosened immediately, perhaps too quickly since his curled body released. His forehead hit the floor, sweat dripping from the bad of his hairline as he tried to steady his staggered breaths. He really wished his hands would stop shaking.
"I understand." He murmured against the stone floor.