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!!cxzh3hxzuC1 05/08/11(Sun)04:04 No.14853195 File1304841891.jpg-(149 KB, 640x332, 3.jpg)
And your lizardmen finally re-enter the equation. You get a split second sight of them ahead, a tiny blockade in her path, as they issue warcries and hurl their spears. You see Nehmeska ahead of you stumble, and just barely recover by leaping into the air, taking wing in this slightly-wider section of the river. She veers slightly to the left, almost crashing, in fact, but succeeding in pulling up, breaking through the canopy and into freedom. Allegedly. You leap up, taking wing to pursue. You can only barely flap enough to rise behind her, and close your eyes as you break through the canopy. Into a facefull of ice.
She passes over you, and carries on. You, prepared, are unharmed by the cold itself, but the frost clings to your head shoulders, offering a quite, frozen burn. Not to mention a quiet, pathological terror- ice, cold, cold, so cold... The rapidly re-approaching canopy forces you to snap out of it. You remind yourself that you came prepared, immune to cold's deadly embrace, and set about pursuing her. Again, she's gained a temporary lead, but cannot expand it- You are rested and at full health, she... is streaming blood from one side. From the darts and arrows lodged in her side, not to mention her emergence from the jungle canopy. You can do this...
Focusing on gaining, at all costs, you pursue, climbing and closing on her. Height is an advantage in aerial combat, and she cannot gain it, as she's almost making two wingbeats for each of yours- You see her switch between different methods of trying to equalize her thrust, desperately trying to ease the strain on what you hope are already-taxed muscles...
Suddenly you are within a cloudbank, lost and without visual data to pursue. You can hear, but cannot locate her wingbeats, drowned out as they are by your own much closer and more powerful ones. Gambling that she went left, though, as it's easiest for her to do so, you banks slightly, trying to find a trace of her presence... |