by Will Stanton » Fri Mar 20, 2015 11:08 pm
Will gritted his teeth (mentally, of course), and took the blast.
Now, instead of being inside a fairly consistant sphere, Night Thrasher was inside of an electrified, rapidly shifting in and out shape, cycling between different depths, textures, and solidity at lightning speeds. It was equally likely that a hole would develop that he could get out of...or that it would collapse in on him and knock him out.
PLASTICINE