[ The Unversed is tough, made stronger by all the negative emotion presently all over beacon, but its far from the most powerful thing Vanitas has ever made and despite its supernatural sturdiness is hardly immune to being crushed. The arm comes down on top of it and it flattens under the pressure, exploding outward into a curl of Darkness like smoke. Vanitas feels it lash back into his body, the pain scoring him as much as the little thrill of strength that comes with his magic returning.
Its the sort of thing he's familiar with, though, and it doesn't faze him enough to distract.
Regardless, he's just a little too slow this time, and when the lashing of the vines comes down Vanitas dodges most of them— but one catches him, the unreal weight of it knocks him off balance, and the final one connects across his midsection. The crack of supple wood meeting armor isn't as loud as that lightning strike, but it still echoes, and the tapered edge splits Vanitas' armor where its thinnest at his ribs. The fabric saves him from a bloody wound, but he can already feel the bruise forming.
With a furious shout he pulls on the Darkness and cloaks himself in it. It shrouds his lantern momentarily, and Vanitas almost disappears against their black surroundings when he throws himself forward, flying through the air with his keyboard brandished for his opponent's skeletal face. ]
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Its the sort of thing he's familiar with, though, and it doesn't faze him enough to distract.
Regardless, he's just a little too slow this time, and when the lashing of the vines comes down Vanitas dodges most of them— but one catches him, the unreal weight of it knocks him off balance, and the final one connects across his midsection. The crack of supple wood meeting armor isn't as loud as that lightning strike, but it still echoes, and the tapered edge splits Vanitas' armor where its thinnest at his ribs. The fabric saves him from a bloody wound, but he can already feel the bruise forming.
With a furious shout he pulls on the Darkness and cloaks himself in it. It shrouds his lantern momentarily, and Vanitas almost disappears against their black surroundings when he throws himself forward, flying through the air with his keyboard brandished for his opponent's skeletal face. ]