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[Ow, ow, ow. Everything hurts. Asch coughs heavily, then again as the dust in the air clogs his lungs. That had been a bit of bad luck, and more is on the way, apparently, as he feels a vibration in the ground and the wall at his back. The cave. Footsteps, though, above him- Van's coming to-

....

Wait, he stopped?

Blearily he lifts his gaze to meet Van's, a mixture of wary confusion in them. Why did he...? Why is he looking so...

And then Van closes his eyes and begins to cast, and Asch understands. He's leaving Asch like that. Leaving him there.

....Fine. Asch clenches his eyes shut, sliding his sword arm upwards to brace himself against the ground, and with a single sudden push and a gasp of breath, manages to roll onto his back. He can hear the song of the hymn behind him, feel the gentle flow of fonons gathering towards Van; he'd never heard his master sing it before, but the melody is familiar. Part of the Grand Fonic Hymn, wasn't it? One of Tear's artes. He'd seen her use it a few times, mostly through the replica's eyes. Force Field, the name comes to mind belatedly, but it's already too late to try and reach it. Instead, he lifts his hand, fingers shaking in the air, but his gaze is steady. He needs every ounce of focus he's got to do this, and there isn't much time.

There's something wrong in his chest, he knows; he can feel something grating, just enough to be perceptible, and it's hard to breathe. His head's aching, too, but he pushes past it, gathering fonons carefully between his fingers. He can pass out later if he has to. The shaking of the rocks around them persists, and he knows that if this goes wrong, it'll end up becoming another Akzeriuth, this time with the both of them caught in the middle. Not that Van would die- stupid Force Field.

No time for bitterness now, though, because the rocks are starting to come down, and he can only hold on to this power for so long. Right before the whole ceiling can come down on his head, Asch releases a carefully restrained hyperresonance ("carefully" being the key word- in the three years that he's been here with little else to occupy himself with, his skills have improved considerably), blasting through the rocks falling towards him and pressing up the ones still shaking unsteadily in the tunnel above him, creating not so much a protective shield as a disintegration bubble, just as he'd done during his many practice sessions in the village. Van can take care of himself, and even if the entire place comes down around them, he'll at least have a circle of safety to keep himself alive. Though if he gets trapped and suffocates down here it'll all be rendered moot.

Well, he'd at least find some ironic humour in that before dying.]

[Unlike Asch, there is a considerable time delay on Van's route to safety. He could have kept running and made it to where Asch was sprawled... a critical second or two too late. What he couldn't do was trust that Asch would save them both, if he could not. Not anymore.

Better to save himself and be certain. After all, Asch doesn't need him any longer. Asch can take care of himself.

So let him.

Van isn't risking his neck for the boy any longer. He deserves to pay for his ingratitude, and from those who wrong him, Van has always exacted a heavy price.

The dome of Force Field does an admirable job of protecting him. It also bounces several rocks in every direction (including Asch's), but if they aren't falling on his head, they are not his concern.]

[He'd endured most of the tunnel's collapse by the time disaster strikes; his hyperresonance, tenuously controlled as it was, had destroyed most of the loose rocks above him, but there was no way to block the ones bouncing his way from Van's force field, not that he's even looking in that direction. And while he's managed to somehow avoid getting seriously hurt so far - at least, moreso than he is already, luck has never been his great strength.

Thus, near the end of the collapse, a stone bounces off the fonic force field and catches Asch square in the temple, and the impact is enough to jolt him out of his trance. The hyperresonance wavers and explodes outwards like a shockwave, carving a deep gash into all the walls and blasting its way down both paths of the tunnel, disappearing from sight. Asch has just enough foresight to curl up around himself, protecting his pounding head and chest with his arms and legs as best as he can, right before the ceiling above sends an unstable cascade of its last stones. It's not enough to kill him, but it's plenty punishment for his lack of concentration.

And with that, at last, hopefully it's over.]

[It takes several moments for Force Field to finally dissipate, by which time the dust has begun to settle. It takes several more moments of Van observing the pile of stones marking Asch's last known position before he does anything helpful about it.

Apparently Asch does need him.

He kneels down next to the rubble and starts moving rocks. Not too quickly, though. Wouldn't want to touch Asch by accident. That would be unforgivable.]

Make a noise, if you aren't dead. [If Asch is able to respond, he might dig faster. Maybe.]

[It's unfortunate, but head wounds are never pretty things; they have a tendency to knock their victims right out cold. Asch is on the brink of unconsciousness, not exactly out, but very close to it. Distantly he can hear something - the soft rumble of stone on stone, a muffled voice of someone speaking - but nothing distinct or even vaguely recognizable. Whether he's alive or not is anyone's guess, but for the moment, he's not telling.]

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