"Then keep your mother out of his mind." Ziggy is forcing himself off the ground, forehead glowing harshly golden and his eyes bright blue with the slit pupils wide.
It is when he feels the intentions that he breaks. His mind clamps down on Lotor's the same way he tried to crush the entities.
"Ziggy, no." Aletayria's voice is high and worried.
"You can try, but you won't survive to get your knife out." Ziggy's voice has lost all the charm and cheer it usually has. He's raging like the Antheans once did when they were killers at war. Tommy pulls back his facial expression finally showing something; fear.
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Date: 2020-08-27 11:44 am (UTC)It is when he feels the intentions that he breaks. His mind clamps down on Lotor's the same way he tried to crush the entities.
"Ziggy, no." Aletayria's voice is high and worried.
"You can try, but you won't survive to get your knife out." Ziggy's voice has lost all the charm and cheer it usually has. He's raging like the Antheans once did when they were killers at war. Tommy pulls back his facial expression finally showing something; fear.