Tal didn't even care about killing it so long as he got his ring back, but since it was a void critter he also wasn't too picky about how they accomplished that particular task. (Though even if it hadn't been one of the creepy purple-black fauna, he wasn't exactly the type to use a delicate touch.) However, there wasn't much 'aside' that he could move at the moment, so he settled for keeping flat on his stomach while Maea flung out her chakram and watching as it curved around towards the bird of ill omen.
It croaked and flapped harder, dodging around a vertical root at the last second so that the chakram became stuck in the thick wood. The sizzle of burned feathers wafted through the air, however, testament to just how close Maea had come to finishing the job right then and there.
Its flying was growing more erratic now that it was missing a handful of tailfeathers and one of its wings had been clipped. It fluttered to a new perch and let out a dreadful caw that echoed through the grotto, sending a sensation of malevolent, ghostly whispers to surround the two mortals who challenged it.
Tal shook his head and got shakily to his feet, edging forward to retrieve Maea's weapon and toss it back to her with a grimace. "I really fuckin' hate how eerie these Void-things are," he admitted. A shudder ran down his spine as a second caw seemed to scrape across his grave. "So much for hopin' they hadn't made it into Stormbreak yet."
It croaked and flapped harder, dodging around a vertical root at the last second so that the chakram became stuck in the thick wood. The sizzle of burned feathers wafted through the air, however, testament to just how close Maea had come to finishing the job right then and there.
Its flying was growing more erratic now that it was missing a handful of tailfeathers and one of its wings had been clipped. It fluttered to a new perch and let out a dreadful caw that echoed through the grotto, sending a sensation of malevolent, ghostly whispers to surround the two mortals who challenged it.
Tal shook his head and got shakily to his feet, edging forward to retrieve Maea's weapon and toss it back to her with a grimace. "I really fuckin' hate how eerie these Void-things are," he admitted. A shudder ran down his spine as a second caw seemed to scrape across his grave. "So much for hopin' they hadn't made it into Stormbreak yet."
