Yrael lifts his chin slightly, an agreement. They are poised, ready, as they turn the last corner -
There's just enough time to register what it is they see before them. They are unfamiliar in detail to Yrael, but he recognizes the general idea of most of them: large electro-magnetic weapons, massive amounts of traditional incindiary explosives, TNT, C-4, those meant to kill from shrapnel damage - the effect is somewhat frantic, as though whoever had put them there were trying to throw the book at a problem they didn't know how to solve.
"Axel!" Yrael snaps, moving instantly to grab Helen before she can continue forward, still taking in what is before them. He is fast, but not fast enough to grab her before her boot contacts something in the darkness, at ankle-height, resulting in a quiet click.
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Date: 2010-07-19 06:35 pm (UTC)From:Stay strong, narration, stay strong!Yrael lifts his chin slightly, an agreement. They are poised, ready, as they turn the last corner -
There's just enough time to register what it is they see before them. They are unfamiliar in detail to Yrael, but he recognizes the general idea of most of them: large electro-magnetic weapons, massive amounts of traditional incindiary explosives, TNT, C-4, those meant to kill from shrapnel damage - the effect is somewhat frantic, as though whoever had put them there were trying to throw the book at a problem they didn't know how to solve.
"Axel!" Yrael snaps, moving instantly to grab Helen before she can continue forward, still taking in what is before them. He is fast, but not fast enough to grab her before her boot contacts something in the darkness, at ankle-height, resulting in a quiet click.