(The Heart of The Pit, Helmuth's POV)
*SLASH*
*THRUMM*
The moment Soron opened the portal to the Fourth Dimension, something inside Helmuth snapped.
Rage drowned out reason as he surged forward with reckless abandon, instincts screaming louder than caution.
"Oh no you don't! Soron, you COWARD! I'm not finished with you yet!"
He roared as he hurled himself between Soron and the portal, determined to block his escape at all costs, never realizing that in doing so, he had stepped exactly where Soron wanted him to stand.
Soron was not foolish.
The angle of the portal, the position of his body, the way he shielded himself from Mauriss and Kaelith while leaving Helmuth unchecked—none of it was coincidence.
For although he did not want Mauriss or Kaelith interfering, he did want Helmuth there, between him and the portal, exactly as he was now.
*SLASH*
