The thread wrapped around both of his middle digits, it was extended to arm's length. The scissors were brought up to rest both blades upon it.
Then, with immense aggression, he raked the blades across, fraying the line.
The world around them shook with such enormous—
[While he felt like it shouldn't be done, he didn't have that much authority or reason to stop Tria… He nodded, walking slowly towards him.]