[ Yzak lost his arm on a mission a long while back; during the climax of a battle going on that of course the orb was at the core of. It hurt like hell and he was out of commission for a while, but it was worth it. His actions helped secure success of the mission, and he's since recovered and gotten a new prosthetic arm from Newton.
He almost repeats history and nearly loses it again here. Danger is constantly at a high with what they do, and the danger this time came in the form of large, vicious beasts sent to deal with them. Yzak would have been mauled if not for the steel of his fake arm when he rose it to defend himself, being met with huge, razor-like fangs. However, a bite from such a powerful jaw was still enough to pierce and bend metal and wires beneath the surface.
Yzak doesn't have time to really see if Iris is injured in any way. The absolute first priority is to escape, get away from these creatures, find somewhere safe to hide and recalibrate. A brief respite is found in the form of a small opening in some rock formations that they manage to slip into, too small for their pursuers. It opens up into a slightly bigger cave system, but there don't appear to be any more nearby ways in or out of it aside from the one they came through. Thank goodness.
He takes in a few deep breaths now that they have a moment. And when he moves to reach for his pack of supplies, he simply ... doesn't. His prosthetic does not move when he wills it to. He takes the steel wrist of his right arm with his left hand and brings it up, tries a few more times to do anything. Bend at the elbow, flex any of his fingers.
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He almost repeats history and nearly loses it again here. Danger is constantly at a high with what they do, and the danger this time came in the form of large, vicious beasts sent to deal with them. Yzak would have been mauled if not for the steel of his fake arm when he rose it to defend himself, being met with huge, razor-like fangs. However, a bite from such a powerful jaw was still enough to pierce and bend metal and wires beneath the surface.
Yzak doesn't have time to really see if Iris is injured in any way. The absolute first priority is to escape, get away from these creatures, find somewhere safe to hide and recalibrate. A brief respite is found in the form of a small opening in some rock formations that they manage to slip into, too small for their pursuers. It opens up into a slightly bigger cave system, but there don't appear to be any more nearby ways in or out of it aside from the one they came through. Thank goodness.
He takes in a few deep breaths now that they have a moment. And when he moves to reach for his pack of supplies, he simply ... doesn't. His prosthetic does not move when he wills it to. He takes the steel wrist of his right arm with his left hand and brings it up, tries a few more times to do anything. Bend at the elbow, flex any of his fingers.
Nothing. ]
Shit...
[ This isn't good.
His gaze moves from his arm to Iris. ]
You okay?