Nicholas feels his teeth bare in a soundless snarl as El Ocaso unspools into vicious twist of motion, jerking around some innocuous bystander whose identity is beyond the scope of his concern or his insight. It is not entirely germane. The breadth of his attention has been wholly devoted to El Ocaso and the emergent brisance of a potential outcome.
He cannot let the man speak.
He cannot let the man speak and should El Ocaso attempt to initiate any defensive action, which he will because he must, Nick's first course of action must be to disarm him. It must be.
There is the breathless span of seconds in which the other man turns.
Nicholas darts out with one closed fist and slams it into El Ocaso's throat.
no subject
He cannot let the man speak.
He cannot let the man speak and should El Ocaso attempt to initiate any defensive action, which he will because he must, Nick's first course of action must be to disarm him. It must be.
There is the breathless span of seconds in which the other man turns.
Nicholas darts out with one closed fist and slams it into El Ocaso's throat.