That hurts. Had the electricity not simply charred away most of what it struck, that particular point is still terribly weak in comparison to the rest of him and would have split and ruptured anyway. Broly doesn't really have time to react beyond a strangled gasp. A moment of searing pain, the clap of thunder never heard at all before blinding brilliance is replaced by utter blackness.
The darkness doesn't go away for a long time. Nor does the pain, which he's only aware of in brief unpleasant surges of consciousness, the first time unable to draw air in to even breathe never mind scream. He's not a good patient, he struggles when he's able but it's not going to get him anywhere beyond a brief swipe of web-slimed hand that tells him there is a hole through his person where there shouldn't be. He'll remember it, later, but right now is just pain. Being able to feel flesh and bone knitting back together, lungs and heart and more mending and regrowing bit by bit is not at all a welcome sensation.
It still hurts when utter blackness and nauseating webbing is traded for hardwood floor and lighting that is by comparison terribly bright--
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The darkness doesn't go away for a long time. Nor does the pain, which he's only aware of in brief unpleasant surges of consciousness, the first time unable to draw air in to even breathe never mind scream. He's not a good patient, he struggles when he's able but it's not going to get him anywhere beyond a brief swipe of web-slimed hand that tells him there is a hole through his person where there shouldn't be. He'll remember it, later, but right now is just pain. Being able to feel flesh and bone knitting back together, lungs and heart and more mending and regrowing bit by bit is not at all a welcome sensation.
It still hurts when utter blackness and nauseating webbing is traded for hardwood floor and lighting that is by comparison terribly bright--