[Oh, it could definitely be bad. Nie Mingjue is being tested and right now, he's not in any mood to try and be patient with anyone. Especially not a large spider-monster with the head and torso of a man. This patience test? He's set up to fail.
Luckily (or maybe unluckily) for Wei Wuxian, he does recognize his voice - and that's enough to throw him even more off-balance than he already was showing up down here. Wei Wuxian died in the siege on the Burial Mounds, and now here he is? The arachne guard is quickly forgotten in favor of dealing with this dilemma.
If Wei Wuxian, who is dead, is here... then that means Nie Mingjue died as well, doesn't it? He has vague, fuzzy memories of right before he woke in an underground cavern. Jin Guangyao's face everywhere he turned, vision colored red, the shouts of his terrified younger brother. He must have deviated. Is this hell?
Nie Mingjue turns to face him with surprising agility for a man brandishing a massive, heavy saber. A saber that is now pointed at Wei Wuxian. The arachne guard looks from one to the other, shrugs, and takes his leave. Not his business.] And I should trust yours? Yiling Patriarch.
i apologize in advance for the angry choppy man
Luckily (or maybe unluckily) for Wei Wuxian, he does recognize his voice - and that's enough to throw him even more off-balance than he already was showing up down here. Wei Wuxian died in the siege on the Burial Mounds, and now here he is? The arachne guard is quickly forgotten in favor of dealing with this dilemma.
If Wei Wuxian, who is dead, is here... then that means Nie Mingjue died as well, doesn't it? He has vague, fuzzy memories of right before he woke in an underground cavern. Jin Guangyao's face everywhere he turned, vision colored red, the shouts of his terrified younger brother. He must have deviated. Is this hell?
Nie Mingjue turns to face him with surprising agility for a man brandishing a massive, heavy saber. A saber that is now pointed at Wei Wuxian. The arachne guard looks from one to the other, shrugs, and takes his leave. Not his business.] And I should trust yours? Yiling Patriarch.