[Not being able to run away is killing him, especially not when he's bleeding from where some of his frozen skin has cracked, not when there are still tears stinging his eyes and mascara stains on his cheeks. Without realizing, he's lost the grip on his disguise spell, not that it matters all that much in the wake of everything else.
He knows that Lucretia will get Lup, it's the sensible thing to do, but his thoughts echo her own in that respect as well. Lup is going to furious at both of them, he's fairly sure, because there was no reason for him to pick this fight except for his own petty anger.
All he wants is to crawl away to lick his wounds in peace.
Taako reaches for the spell to pull Garyl into existence, but he doesn't have the strength for it, not when he's used so much magic and taken so much damage.]
Son of a bitch...
[It's muttered to himself, as he finally gives up on any kind of dignity and lets himself slump the rest of the way to the ground.]
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He knows that Lucretia will get Lup, it's the sensible thing to do, but his thoughts echo her own in that respect as well. Lup is going to furious at both of them, he's fairly sure, because there was no reason for him to pick this fight except for his own petty anger.
All he wants is to crawl away to lick his wounds in peace.
Taako reaches for the spell to pull Garyl into existence, but he doesn't have the strength for it, not when he's used so much magic and taken so much damage.]
Son of a bitch...
[It's muttered to himself, as he finally gives up on any kind of dignity and lets himself slump the rest of the way to the ground.]