Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
The spores that invaded her eyes cast a kaleidoscope of colors across her vision, leaving only vague shapes in their mist. It completely disoriented her and Thal found herself closing her eyes against the onslaught of colors. Within minutes, all possible chaos had ensued.
Tal's outbursts in addition to Maea's own statements (along with the violent swinging axe movements), had her piecing together the gist. "Tal! Get a grip! That's Maea!" Not able to see much, she reached her hand forward to work her way from his shoulder down. If she could contain his arm, she could keep him from decapitating the pale Ancient while also feeling for his ring.
Thalassa attempts to contain Tal's flailing and activate his ring.
Tal's outbursts in addition to Maea's own statements (along with the violent swinging axe movements), had her piecing together the gist. "Tal! Get a grip! That's Maea!" Not able to see much, she reached her hand forward to work her way from his shoulder down. If she could contain his arm, she could keep him from decapitating the pale Ancient while also feeling for his ring.
Thalassa attempts to contain Tal's flailing and activate his ring.
Thalassa
