[yeah he finishes and unsheathes his sword with a clear ringing noise to fend it off and
it trips over the coffins as it lunges for him, clumsy with rage and rigor mortis, knocking the coffins askew and crashing into the wall.
there's a sudden grinding noise and before Lan Wangji can react with more than a grab for the edge of a coffin, the floor is yanked out from underneath him, and he falls. the ceiling rotates again above him and the light disappears.
he's actually dazed by what happens next for a moment - despite his best efforts in the confusion, he comes down hard on a pile of smooth, round, slippery somethings, and his feet go out from under him. his head slams into something as he lands, and a bare heartbeat later something else heavy crashes down on top of him.
when he comes to in a couple of moments there's a heavy chain net pinning him down, too much even for his strength to break the shackles without working the locks free. his head is pounding, and something is painfully wrong in his rib area and along one arm. he can still feels whatever was under him - something like glass marbles? they have faint sparks of gold and red light inside that don't illuminate the space around themselves.
the ghoulbaby howls from above in grief and loss now and then, muffled, as much felt as heard.
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it trips over the coffins as it lunges for him, clumsy with rage and rigor mortis, knocking the coffins askew and crashing into the wall.
there's a sudden grinding noise and before Lan Wangji can react with more than a grab for the edge of a coffin, the floor is yanked out from underneath him, and he falls. the ceiling rotates again above him and the light disappears.
he's actually dazed by what happens next for a moment - despite his best efforts in the confusion, he comes down hard on a pile of smooth, round, slippery somethings, and his feet go out from under him. his head slams into something as he lands, and a bare heartbeat later something else heavy crashes down on top of him.
when he comes to in a couple of moments there's a heavy chain net pinning him down, too much even for his strength to break the shackles without working the locks free. his head is pounding, and something is painfully wrong in his rib area and along one arm. he can still feels whatever was under him - something like glass marbles? they have faint sparks of gold and red light inside that don't illuminate the space around themselves.
the ghoulbaby howls from above in grief and loss now and then, muffled, as much felt as heard.
it's dark.]