[Vriska pulls, his fingers tighten reflexively, the bloody horror flashes into stark relief (why is it called relief when it's so far from relieving?) before his eyes, and tugged in all directions by her resistance and his own panic and revulsion, Prompto trips and brings them both crashing down onto the rope and stone.
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[Vriska pulls, his fingers tighten reflexively, the bloody horror flashes into stark relief (why is it called relief when it's so far from relieving?) before his eyes, and tugged in all directions by her resistance and his own panic and revulsion, Prompto trips and brings them both crashing down onto the rope and stone.
And he's still holding onto her.]
Aaah, what's happening?