[Al hasn't really let himself cut loose like this, even back in October, he held back a little.
But today, it was just wanton destruction, letting all the years of anger, sadness and grief out since he had no outlet to try to work this stuff out.
Lina was having fun apparently, good. It didn't bother him in the slightest, they were in this together, who cares if they are both "monsters", they had good reason to be this furious, this hurt and just lash out.
The flames get hotter as Al gets angrier, to the point he transforms into this without knowing, so the next time he shoots fire, it's not a cannon, but rather a gigantic bomb that went off. Very well setting half the place on fire, glass was starting to melt off the screens slowly, and the blast had opened up a giant hole on one side of the building, even with cold air coming in, it's still hot as hell.
He was almost gleeful, finally just expressing in such a primal roar, how he has been feeling for so long and now he has an outlet for all the grief, the anger, the hurt rushes out with each strike, savagely slicing through metal like it was hot butter.
Fate always screwed with him, even when he tried making his choices with the best intentions, now, he will hunt fate and defy it, fight it. For all the wrongs it has done to him.]
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But today, it was just wanton destruction, letting all the years of anger, sadness and grief out since he had no outlet to try to work this stuff out.
Lina was having fun apparently, good. It didn't bother him in the slightest, they were in this together, who cares if they are both "monsters", they had good reason to be this furious, this hurt and just lash out.
The flames get hotter as Al gets angrier, to the point he transforms into this without knowing, so the next time he shoots fire, it's not a cannon, but rather a gigantic bomb that went off. Very well setting half the place on fire, glass was starting to melt off the screens slowly, and the blast had opened up a giant hole on one side of the building, even with cold air coming in, it's still hot as hell.
He was almost gleeful, finally just expressing in such a primal roar, how he has been feeling for so long and now he has an outlet for all the grief, the anger, the hurt rushes out with each strike, savagely slicing through metal like it was hot butter.
Fate always screwed with him, even when he tried making his choices with the best intentions, now, he will hunt fate and defy it, fight it. For all the wrongs it has done to him.]