ISKRA
The crack of Ampere is satisfying along the length of his arms as he slams her into the void ursur, but it seems she's only as capable as the one swinging her, and the beast doesn't crumple with the finality Iskra had been hoping for. It's guttural defiance continues while Iskra struggles to reclaim his weapon from its meat and blood and fury, grateful that it's infected mind is snared on Melita, in a weird twist given his normal over-protective nature. She's at least still safely perched on the stone, though its paws and maw rise higher with every moment.
Her arrow loosens like a breath and the beast finally grows still and silent, the blazing point of her ammunition smoking around it's lashes as it slumps to the ground. Iskra grins up at her with triumph, though the moment is brief, the bellow of it's friend cracking across the cold air with newfound rage at their audacity. Iskra's attention jerks towards it, feeling far too exposed down here now, and settles on hauling Ampere back and flinging her at the bear's head. The slap of lightning he hopes will be enough to buy him the time to scramble back up the meager defense they have.
Her arrow loosens like a breath and the beast finally grows still and silent, the blazing point of her ammunition smoking around it's lashes as it slumps to the ground. Iskra grins up at her with triumph, though the moment is brief, the bellow of it's friend cracking across the cold air with newfound rage at their audacity. Iskra's attention jerks towards it, feeling far too exposed down here now, and settles on hauling Ampere back and flinging her at the bear's head. The slap of lightning he hopes will be enough to buy him the time to scramble back up the meager defense they have.
I think I lost my mind a while ago
'Cause I've been seeing some ghosts
And I'd be lying if I told you I'm fine, but I lie
'Cause I've been seeing some ghosts
And I'd be lying if I told you I'm fine, but I lie
