[Zhongli's words fall on deaf ears as Dohalim panics at the feeling of arms and hands wrapped around him again. he does indeed flail about, trying to get away from the deity's grip, the vines around them shifting to try to pull him off. everything is so suffocating; he can barely breathe with how tight his chest feels. it's almost like he's been plunged into the lake again, as he gasps for breath, still struggling to get away.
for anyone witnessing this, it's a concerning sight seeing their lord try to free himself from Zhongli. to the point where, as the guards raise their swords, they must somehow protect Dohalim. but as the Renan notices, he panics further, vines wrapping around the weapons to quickly disarm them, tossing the swords away with a clang against the stone flooring. that only gets everyone to hesitate more, not wanting a repeat of the last time they've come across Dohalim like this. what are they to do now...?]
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for anyone witnessing this, it's a concerning sight seeing their lord try to free himself from Zhongli. to the point where, as the guards raise their swords, they must somehow protect Dohalim. but as the Renan notices, he panics further, vines wrapping around the weapons to quickly disarm them, tossing the swords away with a clang against the stone flooring. that only gets everyone to hesitate more, not wanting a repeat of the last time they've come across Dohalim like this. what are they to do now...?]