Vicar flew back, his mind dazed, his eyes vacant. He left Lucas feeling that he was lacking in substance, but maybe he was being wronged. It was like tripping a giant using the giant's own momentum, then feeling that the latter only looked big while lacking the weight to go with the exaggerated size.
With a shaken brain and twisting guts, Vicar flew far, but only for a second. His mind cleared up, and he stopped his straight line flight. He adjusted his body from horizontal to vertical, and slowly looked at Lucas. At that moment, his expression took on an unnervingly calm hue.
Looking at Lucas, the arrogance, the disdain, the condescension, none of them was put away, but at the same time, they all seemed to fade in the background. No word came out of Vicar's mouth, but his eyes, calm and hard, said all there was to express. But unfortunately, he remained the protagonist only in his own mind, as Lucas was done testing the point that had aroused some interest in him.
