Vanitas's will refused to give into such a pointless thing as pain. His body, however, was something else, as the overloaded nerves began to refuse to tell his muscles what his brain was telling him. It wasn't the first time his body failed him, and there was always another route.
"Sounds- Like you're- Missing out. Here, lemme- Deal you a card." And with as much strength as he could muster -- still nothing to scoff at -- Vanitas threw the cloaked man at Emlen. Given the proximity, Vanitas was sure that would make contact.
And as his legs began to falter, he promptly vanished.
Ah, but what is reality when Zexion is around?
"Sounds- Like you're- Missing out. Here, lemme- Deal you a card." And with as much strength as he could muster -- still nothing to scoff at -- Vanitas threw the cloaked man at Emlen. Given the proximity, Vanitas was sure that would make contact.
And as his legs began to falter, he promptly vanished.
[OOC: This isn't over yet!]