Dark eyes whisk in his direction, widen; her weapon is in his grip, like someone managing to have caught a blade she'd swung at them with their bare hands.
It doesn't entirely help her state of mind. The water is her defense. A moment ago it had been locked away, out of reach, battering at a metal wall it could never break through as cold fingers pressed into her neck.
They're controlling the water too.
Die. They mean her to die here.
And Steven--
Steven.
Metal groans. Crumples. Shrieks. A second pipe snaps like a bone as water explodes outward, gathering into a fist with the aim to slam into Demyx from behind.
Here to steal all your water!
It doesn't entirely help her state of mind. The water is her defense. A moment ago it had been locked away, out of reach, battering at a metal wall it could never break through as cold fingers pressed into her neck.
They're controlling the water too.
Die. They mean her to die here.
And Steven--
Steven.
Metal groans. Crumples. Shrieks. A second pipe snaps like a bone as water explodes outward, gathering into a fist with the aim to slam into Demyx from behind.