Rage, maybe rage would lift me up
He could hear her vaguely; soft insistences above and below the waves, rather than the clarity of the bond. With no seal brow to furrow, the beast simply, swiftly, went after the one she felled – repeating the process as before, grasping hold of it tight in his jaws, and making it to the shoreline with it in his mouth. He permitted some feral sort of snicker to bombard through the Attuned measures, before leaving it amongst the sand, committed once more to the hunt.
The few remaining, labored and exhausted, seemed more than inclined to drift amidst the undulations; spying them lingering amongst the current. One had the wherewithal to glance behind it, to see him churning through the water, but it was too late to do much else – teeth tightly closing over fins and wings and scales. Eventually, this one came towards the embankment too – though far more mangled than the others.
The few remaining, labored and exhausted, seemed more than inclined to drift amidst the undulations; spying them lingering amongst the current. One had the wherewithal to glance behind it, to see him churning through the water, but it was too late to do much else – teeth tightly closing over fins and wings and scales. Eventually, this one came towards the embankment too – though far more mangled than the others.
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