[Narsus' eyes narrow, visibly confused by the way his sword seems to have just passed through this soldier. His gaze flickers back to something only he can see behind Val, and anguish crosses his face for just a moment - but Daryun doesn't seem to have moved, even though he's been delayed
and that created enough uncertainty for Val's words to make it through. He refocuses on the man standing in front of him, squints and shakes his head as if to clear it: the illusion is beginning to waver, the appearance of armor and tabard fading in and out to...something else, a style he's not familiar with.]
You're real. [His tone is strained, speaking more to himself than to Val, trying to will his mind to see through the enchantment.]
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and that created enough uncertainty for Val's words to make it through. He refocuses on the man standing in front of him, squints and shakes his head as if to clear it: the illusion is beginning to waver, the appearance of armor and tabard fading in and out to...something else, a style he's not familiar with.]
You're real. [His tone is strained, speaking more to himself than to Val, trying to will his mind to see through the enchantment.]