[His already cold blood turns icy at the words. He doesn't even think; his body spins around, his primal subconscious frantic to pinpoint the source of his fear. His dilated pupils lock onto the summon, red flames licking around it and laughter shaking him to his core as he falls backwards.
It's fortunate for him that his tail moved in such a way that it partially cushioned his back as he fell. But the metal is already old and rusted in some places, and underneath his weight, it breaks. Instead of falling the rest of the way down the stairs, he falls through, and so much is happening he can't hope to keep up with it all.
But he does feel a blinding hot white pain shoot through his tail and up his torso.
His descent ends with a splash, and for a moment he simply lies there, stunned from the fall. His body is battered, bruised and cut up in various places around his body, but the most noticeable injury is his tail, which is slowly filling the murky water around it with blood, a piece of rusted metal impaled right through flesh and muscle.]
cw: impaling, blood
It's fortunate for him that his tail moved in such a way that it partially cushioned his back as he fell. But the metal is already old and rusted in some places, and underneath his weight, it breaks. Instead of falling the rest of the way down the stairs, he falls through, and so much is happening he can't hope to keep up with it all.
But he does feel a blinding hot white pain shoot through his tail and up his torso.
His descent ends with a splash, and for a moment he simply lies there, stunned from the fall. His body is battered, bruised and cut up in various places around his body, but the most noticeable injury is his tail, which is slowly filling the murky water around it with blood, a piece of rusted metal impaled right through flesh and muscle.]