[ She wants to follow him down to the ground, to rain a barrage of fists down upon him. Others might stay upright and instead kick their quarry while he's down, but that isn't La'an. She wants to put every ounce of her strength into it, to feel bones beneath her hands—
His words are what make her freeze, breaking not bones but that strange hold fury had over her. She stays standing, looking down at him with ragged breaths as horror begins to fill her up like icy cold water, and then she turns and hurries to the entrance, desperate to leave the graveyard and the reminder of just how much she is like her ancestor. ]
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His words are what make her freeze, breaking not bones but that strange hold fury had over her. She stays standing, looking down at him with ragged breaths as horror begins to fill her up like icy cold water, and then she turns and hurries to the entrance, desperate to leave the graveyard and the reminder of just how much she is like her ancestor. ]