Phantom Hollow my fingers are numb around your warm pulsing throat

the demon landed heavily on ice, watching in satisfaction as it splintered out beneath him in bursts of tangled fractures and wires -- a long splinter gunning towards gannet with a rip and a roar. iliksis' expression was devoid of affect as he watched the male struggle to right himself, propping himself on the slippery ice as it bowed and broke underneath him.

of course, iliksis was not immune from the ice either -- as he felt the ice along the embankment give he slid back, a puncture appearing where he had stood moments before. he wrestled to keep his footing as he scrambled back to the bank, which had only been a few feet out. thankfully, a limber leap and he was on solid ground -- though as he turned round to face gannet he could not say the same for the ill-fated pale boy.