[Down, down, down the stairs they go, and the faster the algae is cleared, the faster he runs until long legs are taking steps two, three at a time. He's thanking higher powers he barely believes in for his well practiced sense of balance. He's thanking his sire for taking his life and, as a result, the necessity of breathing, lest the pain of broken ribs make the descent more difficult.
The door is right there.
Lightning.
Light.
And they're at the temple, Jordi is back to himself and looking at him with remorse, and all energy left in him drains away. His legs give out and he collapses into the grass, but uses the strength he has left to keep holding Jordi securely, tightly.]
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The door is right there.
Lightning.
Light.
And they're at the temple, Jordi is back to himself and looking at him with remorse, and all energy left in him drains away. His legs give out and he collapses into the grass, but uses the strength he has left to keep holding Jordi securely, tightly.]
It's okay. We're okay.