You think I wouldn't whip you again?! [ he snarls, downright baring his teeth at Wei Wuxian when he approaches once again, undeterred even by Zidian's lash. No, he hadn't put as much power into the whiplash as he could have but even now, there's still a part of him that shies away from doing harm to Wei Wuxian - the same weakness that had made him divert his stab into the stone when he should have stabbed Wei Ying, up there on that cliff. When he hadn't been able to take revenge right after Yanli died in his arms, how could he be expected to do it now?
Still weak whispers the voice that sounds so much like an even more malevolent, hissing, twisted version of that Wei Wuxian who had come to kill them all at Nightless City. It laughs and that laugh too reminds him of Wei Wuxian - it had been the laughter that first led him to make the connection, though this voice gave voice to so many fears Jiang Cheng himself had.
He forces his eyes wide open, forces himself to make out Wei Wuxian in the darkness lit only by Zidian's purple light, its length now on the floor. Not that dark or light makes much difference now and if his eyesight keeps worsening, soon it won't make any difference at all. Jiang Cheng shakes his head and wraps his arms around his legs, drawn close to his chest. ] Just go away. Leave me. It's what you do best.
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Still weak whispers the voice that sounds so much like an even more malevolent, hissing, twisted version of that Wei Wuxian who had come to kill them all at Nightless City. It laughs and that laugh too reminds him of Wei Wuxian - it had been the laughter that first led him to make the connection, though this voice gave voice to so many fears Jiang Cheng himself had.
He forces his eyes wide open, forces himself to make out Wei Wuxian in the darkness lit only by Zidian's purple light, its length now on the floor. Not that dark or light makes much difference now and if his eyesight keeps worsening, soon it won't make any difference at all. Jiang Cheng shakes his head and wraps his arms around his legs, drawn close to his chest. ] Just go away. Leave me. It's what you do best.