Punches metal

‘Shut up,’ he snarled, shoulders rising and falling in a breathless pain he could not savour. He pressed his fingertips into the wall, punching indents into the steel with his juddering claws. His temples throbbed with heat, his skull feeling primed to swell with their jeering curses until it burst.

‘Shut up!’ Lucius thundered a fist into the wall, sinking halfway up his vambrace into its surface. The metal squealed and screamed as it tore, lost in the noise of the ship and the lamentations of his mind.

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Lucius: The Faultless Blade, I.XI