[Energy resonating from people and objects - maybe both, in the case of Gems - ebbed and flowed through Howlite's consciousness like a waterfall crashing into a stagnant pool below. They could sense their every move, every twist and turn of combat laid out in front of them, five steps ahead. Focus sharp as a pinprick. Necessary focus, because it could all come crashing down in an instant if he let his guard down for just a single instant.
Even someone as attuned to the presence of others as Howlite could only handle so much at a time, and the violet Gem at the top of the cliff went unnoticed for a time. Expert swordsmanship, tactical strikes that could only be made by a warrior with millennia to their name, ducks and rolls and one final thrust of their weapon that put the largest dog to rest. They quickly took the shock of the pack ages as an opportunity to bubble the crystal in front of them, closing their eyes to form a grey sphere around the fallen friend.
...what was that?
Their head snapped around towards the source of the energy, staring up at the onlooker in awe. Not just an unlucky human who happened to stumble upon their fight, and from what they could tell, not a fellow Crystal Gem. The only remaining possibility stuck in their mind and blocked out all other thought. No, it couldn't be, No, they weren't supposed to--!
Panic was sharpened by the sudden agony that spread through his back from crashing into a rock wall, shoved backwards by the remaining pack of Diamond Dogs. Focus, focus -- but their mind was jumbled and distant from the sight of the Gem, concentration a hopeless ideal -- and they struggled to push the slobbering fangs of their pursuers back with the dull edge of their sword.]
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Even someone as attuned to the presence of others as Howlite could only handle so much at a time, and the violet Gem at the top of the cliff went unnoticed for a time. Expert swordsmanship, tactical strikes that could only be made by a warrior with millennia to their name, ducks and rolls and one final thrust of their weapon that put the largest dog to rest. They quickly took the shock of the pack ages as an opportunity to bubble the crystal in front of them, closing their eyes to form a grey sphere around the fallen friend.
...what was that?
Their head snapped around towards the source of the energy, staring up at the onlooker in awe. Not just an unlucky human who happened to stumble upon their fight, and from what they could tell, not a fellow Crystal Gem. The only remaining possibility stuck in their mind and blocked out all other thought. No, it couldn't be, No, they weren't supposed to--!
Panic was sharpened by the sudden agony that spread through his back from crashing into a rock wall, shoved backwards by the remaining pack of Diamond Dogs. Focus, focus -- but their mind was jumbled and distant from the sight of the Gem, concentration a hopeless ideal -- and they struggled to push the slobbering fangs of their pursuers back with the dull edge of their sword.]