Not because you are soft-hearted, Alice, but rather—
[ Because you are silk incased in steel, and would turn from the sight. But this, of course, he does not say, and it is for more reasons than one: from above, a lone Ocypete descends, riding the winds funneled into the hollow of the tower by the cracks and crevices in its structure. The Hero King and Caren both (Caren, who had given him a shove, pushing him back while nearing the foot of the ledge herself) make for favorable targets, though in the end, it is Caren who is within the creature's reach, and it is Caren who—
—is shielded by the brother she bears no blood relation to.
She is pulled close and dear to his chest, the grappling hook clattering to the ledge as his arm is cleaved by talons, flesh torn and ripped through as the Ocypete attacks only to circle back and away as though it were displeased, hoping to find a stronger gust of wind to carry it forward for its second aerial assault. ]
Caren— you are unscathed?
[ Asks the King who bleeds incandescent gold as he blinks down at her, assessing her condition before falling back and ushering both Aisha and Alice along with him. For now, it is best to defend their position, to hold here until the Ocypete returns for round two.
And so it does, with a fellow abomination in tow. ]
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[ Because you are silk incased in steel, and would turn from the sight. But this, of course, he does not say, and it is for more reasons than one: from above, a lone Ocypete descends, riding the winds funneled into the hollow of the tower by the cracks and crevices in its structure. The Hero King and Caren both (Caren, who had given him a shove, pushing him back while nearing the foot of the ledge herself) make for favorable targets, though in the end, it is Caren who is within the creature's reach, and it is Caren who—
—is shielded by the brother she bears no blood relation to.
She is pulled close and dear to his chest, the grappling hook clattering to the ledge as his arm is cleaved by talons, flesh torn and ripped through as the Ocypete attacks only to circle back and away as though it were displeased, hoping to find a stronger gust of wind to carry it forward for its second aerial assault. ]
Caren— you are unscathed?
[ Asks the King who bleeds incandescent gold as he blinks down at her, assessing her condition before falling back and ushering both Aisha and Alice along with him. For now, it is best to defend their position, to hold here until the Ocypete returns for round two.
And so it does, with a fellow abomination in tow. ]