X exhaled. "Okay."
He stood up and stared at the battle- fire and metal and death, all backlit by the rapidly fading light of the pillar. This was his chance to do something. His heart began to race. Whatever the state was, it activated whenever he was in danger. So all he would have to do is step out from behind the cabinet, right? That would work. It had to. And yet, his feet stayed put.
No! he thought, beginning to panic. I have to do this! I have to-
A cold feeling washed over him. He sucked in a breath- a silent breath. His eyes shimmered with gray as the lines on his skin pulsed.