[ Most of the soldiers go for Carolina, but not all -- which is good, he's confident she can handle the number that split off. As for the ones that come for him, he gives a lighthearted shrug and stretches one hand out towards them to use his power on whoever comes into range first.
The closest one stumbles, looking confused at both the glow and the feeling of calm that has their desire to fight vanishing, but there are still three more coming at him. Too fast to switch targets, Drake assesses. Instead he drops into a ready fighting stance and dodges the first attack, then the next. But the third.... Drake has never fought an organized force ganging up on him like this except for the Null and in that case he had weaponry of his own. This is people actually trained to fight together, and just as he's staggered one to grab their pipe, the third has come around behind him and he doesn't quite block it. The hit is glancing but stunning, to the side of his head, and that apparently counts as a perceived threat to life.
Enough that his eyes begin to glow gold. And when he manages to catch the wrist of the soldier as he swings again, something very strange (and horrifying) happens. The soldier's veins start to bulge, coming thick and black to the skin. Which then starts to degrade, taking on the putrefying colors of an old bruise. The soldier screams in pain and Drake staggers back, eyes still glowing. ]
cw: gross?
The closest one stumbles, looking confused at both the glow and the feeling of calm that has their desire to fight vanishing, but there are still three more coming at him. Too fast to switch targets, Drake assesses. Instead he drops into a ready fighting stance and dodges the first attack, then the next. But the third.... Drake has never fought an organized force ganging up on him like this except for the Null and in that case he had weaponry of his own. This is people actually trained to fight together, and just as he's staggered one to grab their pipe, the third has come around behind him and he doesn't quite block it. The hit is glancing but stunning, to the side of his head, and that apparently counts as a perceived threat to life.
Enough that his eyes begin to glow gold. And when he manages to catch the wrist of the soldier as he swings again, something very strange (and horrifying) happens. The soldier's veins start to bulge, coming thick and black to the skin. Which then starts to degrade, taking on the putrefying colors of an old bruise. The soldier screams in pain and Drake staggers back, eyes still glowing. ]
What the--?!