MABEL
Nothing, nothing, nothing. Nothing happened at all. A leap back, and it was like she’d never touched him. Never tried. Never gave it any effort.
You’ve got to be better than this coiled within, and she knew, she knew she had to be, but evidently this Old God asshat was faster, possibly stronger; but she rolled, shifted out of the way of his earthen roots, feeling them touching her ankles, her wrists.
And fire.
And birds.
Overkill, much?
The youth snorted and dashed, lunged, for a long branch nestled nearby. If there were any birds, she’d try to hit them. It should’ve been able to go through the flames (and despite the fear nestled inside her, if the damned bough ended up catching on fire too, she’d just hurl the thing back at the fool and take off before the field erupted).
All she wanted to do was swing for his head, for his torso, for anything she could reach and maul, pulverize into the ground, hit again and again and again until he too was naught more than some bloodied buffoon.
She’d show them. She’d show them all.
You’ve got to be better than this coiled within, and she knew, she knew she had to be, but evidently this Old God asshat was faster, possibly stronger; but she rolled, shifted out of the way of his earthen roots, feeling them touching her ankles, her wrists.
And fire.
And birds.
Overkill, much?
The youth snorted and dashed, lunged, for a long branch nestled nearby. If there were any birds, she’d try to hit them. It should’ve been able to go through the flames (and despite the fear nestled inside her, if the damned bough ended up catching on fire too, she’d just hurl the thing back at the fool and take off before the field erupted).
All she wanted to do was swing for his head, for his torso, for anything she could reach and maul, pulverize into the ground, hit again and again and again until he too was naught more than some bloodied buffoon.
She’d show them. She’d show them all.
I bare my teeth
and stretch my claws out
and stretch my claws out
