[Zhongli does walk towards it, especially since that sound picking up has him on edge. Is it... rushing through it's meal?
....Something cold settles in his gut as he follows the sound. He still hasn't seen Ajax.
The sound and scent both grow louder, stronger-- Zhongli is not unused to the smell of flesh and blood, not after so many eons of battle and his work at the funeral parlor.
But what is it from?
....That answer comes in a few moments more, dark puddles of what must surely be fresh blood painting the ground of this strange place.
....Dark puddles, and a familiar mitten. That cold feeling become as ice, as lead in his gut. Like something sinking and raw, painful.
He doesn't even realize he's letting out a roar of rage, a bright flash of light filling the darkness briefly as he summons his spear.]
Ajax!!!
[He knows he's too late, but it does not stop him from charging towards the huge, hulking shape. He cannot think now, not when this must be the corruption devouring Childe.]
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....Something cold settles in his gut as he follows the sound. He still hasn't seen Ajax.
The sound and scent both grow louder, stronger-- Zhongli is not unused to the smell of flesh and blood, not after so many eons of battle and his work at the funeral parlor.
But what is it from?
....That answer comes in a few moments more, dark puddles of what must surely be fresh blood painting the ground of this strange place.
....Dark puddles, and a familiar mitten. That cold feeling become as ice, as lead in his gut. Like something sinking and raw, painful.
He doesn't even realize he's letting out a roar of rage, a bright flash of light filling the darkness briefly as he summons his spear.]
Ajax!!!
[He knows he's too late, but it does not stop him from charging towards the huge, hulking shape. He cannot think now, not when this must be the corruption devouring Childe.]