(Disoriented, his senses somehow both simultaneously heightened but dulled, he can sense the danger approach. Even without help, he would have managed to get away but it would have been close. His fingers brush against the hilt of his sword and the ship jerks, the blade slipping just out of reach and sliding across the deck, catching in a tangle of rope and life vests.
He senses a great burst of energy and the next thing he knows, that same energy comes at him and practically knocks him off his feet? No, it takes him back. He stares at the spirit, taken by the brightness, the energy, and the power he feels...
How thrilling.
and Tsurumaru's own eyes seem to glow brighter, though, if it's from the lightning lord's glow or something else, it isn't clear. Regardless, he seems to find his footing again and he tries to brace himself, regaining his composure once again and eyes instantly spotting where his blade is.)
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He senses a great burst of energy and the next thing he knows, that same energy comes at him and practically knocks him off his feet? No, it takes him back. He stares at the spirit, taken by the brightness, the energy, and the power he feels...
How thrilling.
and Tsurumaru's own eyes seem to glow brighter, though, if it's from the lightning lord's glow or something else, it isn't clear. Regardless, he seems to find his footing again and he tries to brace himself, regaining his composure once again and eyes instantly spotting where his blade is.)