@jewelledlepid /🔥/
mag snapped a couple more times, his attempts quickening as he grasped at straws. until he saw a spark.
and another.
until they eventually started what most people like to call: a fire! the flame spread throughout the rocky substance that made up his shell, blazing hot.
@jewelledlepid /🔥/
with whatever strength mag had left, he began snapping his fingers at a rapid pace. he couldn’t move, and trying to talk it out was no longer an option.
the only thing he could really try is setting himself ablaze and hoping that would be enough to ward Hydnell off.
@jewelledlepid /🔥/
“ACK- w-wait!”
he muttered a single plea from whatever gasp of air he could manage to release. he shakily struggled in the moth’s grasp, frightened by the predicament he’d gotten himself into. to no avail.
no. he couldn’t go out like this. at least not without a fight.